“ The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs. ”
The glance embroiders in joy, knits in pain, and sews in boredom.When indifferent, the eye takes stills, when interested, movies.Laughter is regional: a smile extends over the whole face.
~ Malcolm De Chazal
Our expression and our words never coincide, which is why the animals don't understand us.
Monkeys are superior to men in this: when a monkey looks into a mirror, he sees a monkey.
Art is nature speeded up and God slowed down.
