Though our moment was brief, and our part small, somewhere in the fullness of time, our acts will bear fruit, and the earth will raise up a bit of goodness in our memory. Somewhere between a baby's cry and the distant brightness of a star, the mystery was alive in us for a moment. Chance favors the trained mind. All men are frightened. The more intelligent they are, the more they are frightened.
Art is a celebration of life.
There is no wealth but life. No man ever became wise by chance. Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man. The most happy are the stupid. The strictest justice is sometimes the greatest injustice.