While trying (and failing) to create some sort of folded/creased sculptures, I happily discovered this composition of crossing lines on one of the discarded pieces of paper.
“Man cannot aspire if he looked down; if he rise, he must look up”
“The human body has two ends on it: one to create with and one to sit on. Sometimes people get their ends reversed. When this happens they need a kick in the seat of the pants.”
“Love is a naked shadow, on a gnarled and naked tree”
“Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.”
The water is flowing fast in the Milwaukee River these days.
“The straight line belongs to men, the curved one to God.”
“Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you’ll see the way to fly.”
“He who postpones the hour of living is like the rustic waiting for the river to run out before he crosses.”