I do suffer from depression, I suppose. Which isn't that unusual. You know, a lot of people do.
Don't be mad cuz I'm doing me better than you doing you.
We lay out our lives in a narrative we understand, like a movie, but are you enjoying making it or are you wondering who's watching my movie.
You have to be real with yourself. No one is doing that. People are too concerned with making everything look nice and calm and pretty.
If it makes you nervous- you're doing it right.
You're always allowed to be better.
Took the G out yo waffle, all you got left is your ego.
Strokes carry a message whether you will it or not. The stroke is just like the artist at the time he makes it. All the certainties, all the uncertainties, all the bigness of his spirit and the littlenesses are in it.
It's all in the day's work, as the huntsman said when the lion ate him.
I think it's good that opportunity, like circumstances, can really affect what you do and you have no control over it.
They are living in the moment. They are not ashamed of the past; they are not worried about the future. Little children express what they feel, and they are not afraid to love.