Without doubt, machinery has greatly increased the number of well-to-do idlers.

The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.

Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.

Being a child at home alone in the summer is a high-risk occupation. If you call your mother at work thirteen times an hour, she can hurt you.

The country that is more developed industrially only shows, to the less developed, the image of its own future.

The mind of the painter must resemble a mirror, which always takes the colour of the object it reflects and is completely occupied by the images of as many objects as are in front of it.

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.

There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humour and hurt.

People are wonderful one at a time. Each one of them has an entire hologram of the universe somewhere within them.