Money doesn't bring you happiness, it brings you the freedom to find it.

Art is not life, and life is not art; but the beauty and horror of the human condition exists between the two.

A true artist willingly removes their heart, allows constructive criticism to stomp it, then puts it back--bruised and aching--to continue improving due to the all-consuming obsessive love for their art.

Doesn't matter how much you fights with your loved once, in the end still you tries to poke for more aruements.

Rules kill art.