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

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.

And whenever my mind wanders, it is always to you.

Your eyes was the color of forever.

Action illustrates desire.

Religion is essentially the art and the theory of the remaking of man. Man is not a finished creation.

Your artful hands, hold my delicate heart, tenderly gaze at it, as if its an art.

Don’t think about making art, just get it done.

I think I’ve mastered the art, of taming my wild heart, now my heart doesn’t flutter, thinking about you.

Art can exist without explanation, so why must we understand the complexities of life to fully live it.

The essence of all art is to have pleasure in giving pleasure.

At the end of the day, I just do my job. I love my art. But I genuinely want to change the world. I’m very generous, and I really want people to see that I am – that’s really it.

Your life can become the background for the art you create.