“Happiness is a little bit of art on a sad day.”

It is brave to believe in tomorrow.

The night knows more of my secrets than anyone else ever will.

I want words I can stand on.

The end came in the middle of our story.

Don’t confuse temporary interest for permanent caring.

Some truths taste better with bourbon.

Dreams can grow from nightmares.

My eyes have always been open, but I see best with my heart.

Simple moments, full of laughter, and loved ones, make life rich.

See me for all I am and all I am not and stay.

Let your life be the creation of art.

There should be laughter, and kisses and comfort.

Love is a choice our heart makes without our permission.

It is hard when a dream comes true but doesn’t last.

Stay close to the people that feel like home.

Try to believe that still within you are flowers left to bloom.

I want to be an artist that everyone can relate to, that’s young, happy, and fun.

Artists are here to disturb the peace.

Silence is one of the great arts of conversation.

Art is the sensuous presentation of ideas.

The art of concentration is a continual letting go. We let go of what is inessential or distracting. We let go of a thought or a feeling, not because we are afraid of it or because we can’t bear to acknowledge it as a part of our experience; but, because it is UNNECESSARY.

A record deal doesn’t make you an artist; you make yourself an artist

The very thought of you has my legs spread apart like an easel with a canvas begging for art.

It is perilous to study too deeply the arts of the Enemy, for good or for ill.