I saw clearly that something could be found there which had long since ceased to exist in Europe and I considered that the direction I had taken was the right one.

The old Lie:<br>Dulce et decorum est<br>Pro patria mori.

I can't even find a pond small enoughto drown in without being ostentatious.

Use your blood to paint. Keep painting until you faint. Keep painting until you die.

If you accept your misfortune and handle it right$$$ your perceived failure can become a catalyst to profound reinvention.

My favorite comedy is comedy where nothing is achieved and there is no point.

I hump the wild to take it all in$$$ there is no bag limit on happiness.

Real care means the willingness to help each other in making our brokenness into the gateway to joy.

By prayer$$$ community is created as well as expressed.

Emit gratitude as though it was done.