Vincent van Gogh in a letter to his brother...
"That does not keep me from having a terrible need of - shall I say the word - religion. Then I go out at night to paint the stars."
My biology professor shared this with my class today...
An old Cherokee Indian was speaking to his grandson:
"A fight is going on inside all of us," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight between two wolves. One is evil--he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is good -- he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. "
The grandson thought about it, and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."