That’s what we all do: endlessly take the long way around.
If ever I was running, it was towards you.
My father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days...
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
The elegance under pressure is the result of fearlessness.
Yesterday I was clever, so I took the glory for me. Today He makes me wise, so I give the glory to Thee
Even now I remember those pictures, like pictures in a storybook one loved as a child. Radiant meadows, mountains vaporous in the trembling distance; leaves ankle-deep on a gusty autumn road; bonfires...
Art is not about itself but the attention we bring to it.
The most attractive thing about you should have less to do with your face or body and more to do with your attitude and how you treat people.
Mother is far too clever to understand anything she does not like.
A black hole holds all the colors of the universe.