- Вот она, истина. Не в серпе и молоте. Не в звездах и полосах. Не в распятии. Не в солнце. Не в золоте. Не в инь и ян. В улыбке. - John Fowles

The sky is absolutely empty. Beautifully pure and empty.

As if the architects and builders would live in all the houses they built! Or could live in them all. It's obvious, it stares you in the fact. There must be a God and he can't know anything about us.

The evolution of human mentality has put us all in vitro now, behind the glass wall of our own ingenuity.

But however good you get at translating personality into line or paint it's no go if your personality isn't worth translating.