You don't lose yourself being selfless—you find yourself.

When we're constantly thinking about ourselves, our world shrinks.

Oh, my child, can you not see? You must let go of yourself. For if a seed wishes to live, it must sacrifice itself and grow outward, not inward.

It is only through seeking that we find what we are looking for.

Art is what we call...the thing an artist does.

It's not the medium or the oil or the price or whether it hangs on a wall or you eat it. What matters, what makes it art, is that the person who made it overcame the resistance, ignored the voice of doubt and made something worth making. Something risky. Something human.

Art is not in the ...eye of the beholder. It's in the soul of the artist.

We don't have permission to do that. We're a finding tool, like a digital card catalog.