My dad used to draw these great cartoon figures. His dream was being a cartoonist, but he never achieved it, and it kind of broke my heart. I think part of my interest in art had to do with his yearning for something he could never have. – Kathryn Bigelow
Drop, dropin our sleep, upon the heartsorrow falls, memorys pain,and to us, though against our very will,even in our own despite,comes wisdomby the awful grace of God. – Aeschylus
