What we call 'Progress' is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.
It is better to know some of the questions than all of the answers.
You always have two choices: your commitment versus your fear.
Even in winter an isolated patch of snow has a special quality.
Won't you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you.
I believe I can even yet remember when I saw the stars for the first time.
It may be that the deep necessity of art is the examination of self-deception.