“I have no purpose. I’m just light and art and love.”

But water doesn’t mix with fire and I am both.

It’s heavy isn’t it but you are stronger for it.

Let go of the weight of the world, It’s not yours to hold.

I fall in love with eyes because they cannot hide, even the most cunning of lies.

I breathe you in and I can’t help but exhale love.

Sometimes the world buries me but flowers can grow only from beneath.

Kiss me Its been so long since I have seen the stars.

Find a tender heart and be prepared for a lifetime of love.

I owe fate a thank you for giving me you.

There is so much strength in being fragile.

She feels invisible but she doesn’t know her light is binding.

Light can always be found in love.

I have never held onto anything as tight as I have you.

She often felt alone but her solitude was the reason she had grown.

Your soft heart is a blessing not a curse.

This life is a gift and we live it with regret.

Art is a leap into the dark.

There is no civilization that did not begin with art, Whether it was drawing a line in the sand, painting a cave or dancing.

Sex and art are the same thing.

One must give value to their existence by behaving as if ones very existence were a work of art.

Art is a lie that makes us realize the truth.

The important thing is to create. Nothing else matters; creation is all.

Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.

We all know that Art is not truth. Art is a lie that makes us realize truth at least the truth that is given us to understand. The artist must know the manner whereby to convince others of the truthfulness of his lies.