Jesus, the man of sorrows, and we, the people of sorrow, hang there between heaven and earth, crying out, God, our God, why have you forsaken us?
One can talk good and shower down roses, but it's the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its false expectations.
He was no god, just an artist; and when an artist is a man, he needs a woman to create like a god.
And when the earth began to rumble and quake, as fear and frantic set in, he ran back inside the house past his wife and children, gathering all the valuables and things he thought of importance, and...
Art is not about itself but the attention we bring to it.
Joy cannot be pursued. It comes from within. It is a state of being. It does not depend on circumstances, but triumphs over circumstances. It produces a gentleness of spirit and a magnetic personality...
Sacrifice of the self is sheer stupidity if sacrifice is not for the self.
Kids are absolutely starved for positive adult contact.
How to win in life:1 work hard 2 complain less 3 listen more 4 try, learn, grow5 don't let people tell you it cant be done6 make no excuses
Use the wings of the flying Universe, Dream with open eyes; See in darkness.
She was a gypsy, as soon as you unravelled the many layers to her wild spirit she was on her next quest to discover her magic. She was relentless like that, the woman didn't need no body but an open r...