Angels may be very excellent sort of folk in their own way, but we, poor mortals in our present state, would probably find them precious slow company. – Jerome K. Jerome
The Angels were all singing out of tune, and hoarse with having little else to do, excepting to wind up the sun and moon or curb a runaway young star or two. – Lord (George Gordon) Byron
Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief. – Rumi
Great art is the outward expression of an inner life in the artist, and this inner life will result in his personal vision of the world. – Edward Hopper
