“Life is your bleak parchment just waiting for you to add colors”
“Each thing you add to your story is a drop of paint falling into clear water; it spreads through and colors everything.”
“Mostly we just add to the piles of rainbow glass that's been blown off the exteriors of the cany-colored buildings.”
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
“The past is set down in a thousand thousand indelible scrolls. But the future is a blank parchment forever in wait of a present.”
“They are saying that if life has a structure, a staff, a sensible scaffold, we hang our nonsense on it. And they are saying that broken parts add color and music to the staff of life.”