"I think that poets, artists, and lunatics have one thing in common. Nobody can tell them what to look at and how to look at it."

who feel life deeply in all of its dimensions,
who are awake and alive to both its
tragedy and its transcendence,
who put their heightened sensitivity
in the service of wakefulness and
aliveness for others."

(Unknown)

that a person who grows up loving fiction
spends most of her time living in a bubble?
And the bubble is so fragile-it bursts so easily.
But, never mind. The fiction lover is usually
capable of surviving. There are always new
bubbles to blow. Nothing can ever be completely
tragic for one who builds every reality into
her own private fantasy."

Louise Hurd