Diego Rivera : I've never believed in God, but I believe in Picasso. Scott Adams : Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep. Jim Morrison: O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives. Mos Def: I stretch my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass. The sun beats between my shoulders like carnival drums. I sat still in the hopes that it would help my wings grow...so then I could really be fly ..and then she arrived, like daybreak inside a railway tunnel, like the new moon , like a diamond in the mine, like high noon to a drunkard....sudden. She made my heart beat in the now, her skin a canvas for ultraviolet brush strokes. She was the sun's painting. She was a deep cognac color. Her eyes sparkled like lights along a new city. Her lips purse as if her breath were too sweet and too full for her mouth to hold. I said you are the beautiful distress of mathematics. I said for you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit, and give you lightning and thunder as a dowry; I would make the skies shed all of its stars like rain, and I would clasp the constellations across your waist. I would make the heavens your cape and they would be pleased to cover you.