Art Is The Flower Of Life And,

Modesty Is The Delicate Form Of Hypocrisy.

Art Is The Flower Of Life And, As Seed, It Gives Back Life.

Thinking Is Hard Work. One Can't Bear Burdens And Ideas At The Same Time

Most Men Who Rail Against Women Are Railing At One Woman Only.

And There Is Neither Beginning Nor End, Nor Past Nor Future; There Is Only A Present, At The Same Time Static And Ephemeral, Multiple And Absolute. It Is The Vital Ocean In Which We All Share, According To Our Strength, Our Needs Or Our Desires.