"We are all the heroes of our own stories, and sometimes the villains too."

Reality is always richer than any idea we can have of it.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old Time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.

Art is the wound where light enters.

If we don’t do something now, the world our children inherit will be much poorer than the one we were given.

The night is my canvas, and the music is my paint.