“We frustrate many designs against us by pretending not to see them.”

There are so many laws that no one is safe from hanging.

A picture is worth a thousand words.

I make my battle plans from the spirit of my sleeping soldiers

Great men are meteors designed to burn so that earth may be lighted.

Religion is excellent stuff for keeping common people quiet. Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich.

The surest way to remain poor is to be honest.

Men are more easily governed through their vices than through their virtues.

Music is what tell us that the human race is greater than we realize.

The best way to keep one’s word is not to give it.

History is written by the winners.

Religion is what keeps the poor from murdering the rich.

The hand that gives is among the hand that takes. Money has no fatherland, financiers are without patriotism and without decency, their sole object is gain.

One must learn to forgive and not to hold a hostile, bitter attitude of mind, which offends those about us and prevents us from enjoying ourselves; one must recognize human shortcomings and adjust himself to them rather than to be constantly finding fault with them.

Put your iron hand in a velvet glove.

The laws of circumstance are abolished by new circumstances.

To understand the man you have to know what was happening in the world when he was twenty.

He took the pieces of my broken heart and turned them into a mosaic for his own viewing pleasure.

Dear hands, Don’t let them tell you art is a hopeless pursuit art my friends is pursuing light for the hopeless.

Let art be your personal savior. Dragging you down a happy abyss. Let it channel all your emotions. Potential never going amiss.

Let the moon teach you the art of scars. How beautiful you can shine, even with craters in your heart.

Art is about trying to find the good in people and making the world a more compassionate place.

I taught myself the art of forgetfulness. If they were meant to be remembered, they would have stayed.

Tainted with lies, toxic fire dancing in your eyes. Kisses like poison arrows aiming for the heart killing me softly. Toxic love is an art.

Show me your art and let me fall in love with it.