Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.
Your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God.
If I don't have wisdom I can teach you only ignorance.
Only the weak are cruel. Gentleness can only be expected from the strong.
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things... I play with leaves. I...
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.