Happiness Is Being On The

I Used To Meditate Until I Learned To Stop Thinking.

Art Is The Concrete Representation Of Our Most Subtle Feelings.

When I Think Of Art I Think Of Beauty. Beauty Is The Mystery Of Life. It Is Not In The Eye It Is In The Mind. In Our Minds There Is Awareness Of Perfection.

To Progress In Life You Must Give Up The Things You Do Not Like. Give Up Doing The Things That You Do Not Like To Do. You Must Find The Things That You Do Like. The Things That Are Acceptable To Your Mind.

Beauty And Happiness And Life Are All The Same And They Are Pervasive, Unattached And Abstract And They Are Our Only Concern. They Are Immeasurable, Completely Lacking In Substance. They Are Perfect And Sublime. This Is The Subject Matter Of Art.