Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental in movies and books, now held great importance, simple but true verbal affirmations of how they felt for each other. They were words only the heart could hear and understand, words that could impart entire pentameter sonnets in their few, short syllables.
Weirdism is definitely the cornerstone of many an artist's career.
You staying home all alone on New Year's Eve? Unthinkable. Take my advice the countdown should be shared with someone, or it's just another set of numbers passing you by.
Editors can be stupid at times. They just ignore that author's intention. I always try to read unabridged editions, so much is lost with cut versions of classic literature, even movies don't make sense when they are edited too much. I love the longueurs of a book even if they seem pointless because you can get a peek into the author's mind, a glimpse of their creative soul. I mean, how would people like it if editors came along and said to an artist, 'Whoops, you left just a tad too much space around that lily pad there, lets crop that a bit, shall we?'. Monet would be ripping his hair out.
The devil has not vanished simply because people refuse to believe he exists, no more than God has.
Twitter. . . 140 character limit. . . must be a great tool for fortune cookie writers.
The most beautiful moments always seemed to accelerate and slip beyond one's grasp just when you want to hold onto them for as long as possible.
The simple everyday experiences become the doorway to new thoughts and inspirations.
We are the sum total of the decisions we have made.
True beauty lies not upon gilded veneers, But found in the soul within.
You know how creative people are, we have to try everything until we find our niche.
You know something is wrong when the government declares opening someone else's mail is a felony but your internet activity is fair game for data collecting.
Yet, beauty cannot be forgotten, Eternal Wisdom can never die.
It's the unknown that draws people.
It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense.
Since art is considered a noble field, art should be used to promote all that is good and noble, and in a noble fashion.
It is unfortunate that in most cases when the sins of the father fall on the son it is because unlike God, people refuse to forgive and forget and heap past wrongs upon innocent generations.
If Christ is God, He cannot sin, and if suffering was a sin in and by itself, He could not have suffered and died for us. However, since He took the most horrific death to redeem us, He showed us in fact that suffering and pain have great power.
When in doubt, throw doubt out and have a little faith.
Well, if it can be thought, it can be done, a problem can be overcome.