The Real Choice We Have To Make

The Silence Of Snow, Thought The Man Sitting Just Behind The Bus Driver.

Turkish Football Serves The Cause Of Nationalism, But Not Of The Nation.

I Realized That The Longing For Art, Like The Longing For Love, Is A Malady That Blinds Us, And Makes Us Forget The Things We Already Know, Obscuring Reality.

Painting Is The Silence Of Thought And The Music Of Sight.

I Do Not Believe In A Personal Connection To God; That's Where It Gets Transcendental.