Where There Is True Art

The Beauty And Mystery Of This World Only Emerges Through Affection, Attention, Interest And Compassion . . . Open Your Eyes Wide And Actually See This World By Attending To Its Colors, Details And Irony.

Life Is Short, And We Should Respect Every Moment Of It.

She Looked Out The Window; In Her Eyes Was The Light That You See Only In Children Arriving At A New Place, Or In Young People Still Open To New Influences, Still Curious About The World Because They Have Not Yet Been Scarred By Life.

Clocks And Calendars Do Not Exist To Remind Us Of The Time We've Forgotten But To Regulate Our Relations With Others And Indeed All Of Society, And This Is How We Use Them.

For The Traveler We See Leaning On His Neighbor Is An Honest And Well-meaning Man And Full Of Melancholy, Like Those Chekhov Characters So Laden With Virtues That They Never Know Success In Life.