E.A. Bucchianeri Quotes

There's a difference between a blessed increase and greedy oversolicitous hoarding.

I mean really, how could an artistic individual stay grounded in the nitty-gritty of how many minutes per pound meat has to stay in the oven when trying to fathom the creative philosophy behind the greatest artistic minds of the world?

Have you ever felt you were born in the wrong decade, or came just a bit too late and missed out on all the good stuff when it was in its heyday?

You staying home all alone on New Year's Eve? Unthinkable. Take my advice ... the countdown should be shared with someone, or it's just another set of numbers passing you by.

Only a fool says in his heart
There is no Creator, no King of kings,
Only mules would dare to bray
These lethal mutterings.
Over darkened minds as these
The Darkness bears full sway,
Fruitless, yet, bearing fruit,
In their fell, destructive way.
Sterile, though proliferate,
A filthy progeny sees the day,
When Evil, Thought and Action mate:
Breeding sin, rebels and decay.
The blackest deeds and foul ideals,
Multiply throughout the earth,
Through deadened, lifeless, braying souls,
The Darkness labours and gives birth.
Taking the Lord's abundant gifts
And rotting them to the core,
They dress their dish and serve it out
Foul seeds to infect thousands more.
'The Tree of Life is dead!' they cry,
'And that of Knowledge not enough,
Let us glut on the ashen apples
Of Sodom and Gomorrah.'


Have pity on Thy children, Lord,
Left sorrowing on this earth,
While fools and all their kindred
Cast shadows with their murk,
And to the dwindling wise,
They toss their heads and wryly smirk.
The world daily grinds to dust
Virtue's fair unicorns,
Rather, it would now beget
Vice's mutant manticores.
Wisdom crushed, our joy is gone,
Buried under anxious fears
For lost rights and freedoms,
We shed many bitter tears.
Death is life, Life is no more,
Humanity buried in a tomb,
In a fatal prenatal w

If you want to keep people happy, just keep the food and entertainment rolling.

There was something melancholic about that symbol of their nation's promise of freedom, a bell with a chipped mouth and cleft body.

True evil needs no reason to exist, it simply is and feeds upon itself.

If Erik existed and lived life in despair,
We wish him to know we are here and we care.

It's an artist's right to rebel against the world's stupidity.

Demonic spirits never sleep or take a vacation, always plotting and waiting for the next offensive.

Have they known scorn like you
Five cellars down?

True beauty lies not upon gilded veneers,
But found in the soul within.

It's a blessed thing to love and feel loved in return.

... if people purposely set out to become your enemies, what an awful place they must be in to be that spiteful.

Righteous, I like that. Kinda fitting when you think about it. If we danced and shared music, we'd be too busy en-joy-in' life to start a war.

Monsieur, you must be mad!
Box Five can never be had
For money, love or the world ...

Editors can be stupid at times. They just ignore that author's intention. I always try to read unabridged editions, so much is lost with cut versions of classic literature, even movies don't make sense when they are edited too much. I love the longueurs of a book even if they seem pointless because you can get a peek into the author's mind, a glimpse of their creative soul. I mean, how would people like it if editors came along and said to an artist, 'Whoops, you left just a tad too much space around that lily pad there, lets crop that a bit, shall we?'. Monet would be ripping his hair out.

Stay away from the underground lake I implore,
The Siren will see you are heard of no more.

Make your lives a masterpiece, you only get one canvas.

I am an artist you know ... it is my right to be odd.

Tempted to type meaningless twaddle all the time on Twitter ... with alliteration, no less!

#Twitter: proudly promoting ghastly grammar and silly misspelling since 2006.

While she could hardly fathom what had just happened to her that night, she reached some conclusions before she fell asleep, certain things now made perfect sense; Moon River didn't sound so syrupy, mistletoe wasn't such a bad idea, and perhaps dating was not such a frivolous waste of time after all.

By now, with all our modern technology, there should be no poverty left on earth.

Socrates: Have you noticed on our journey how often the citizens of this new land remind each other it is a free country? Plato: I have, and think it odd they do this.Socrates: How so, Plato?Plato: It is like reminding a baker he is a baker, or a sculptor he is asculptor.Socrates: You mean to say if someone is convinced of their trade, they haveno need to be reminded.Plato: That is correct.Socrates: I agree. If these citizens were convinced of their freedom, they would not need reminders.

Come on let's see the degree."
Katherine unrolled her scroll displaying a long declaration in Latin affixed with a red seal proclaiming her a Master of Art.
"Imagine working for years to obtain a piece of paper we can hardly read " Katherine joked.
"And to officially declare you have talent " Suzy returned.

How terrible is the pain of the mind and heart when the freedom of mankind is suppressed!

Love, what a rare, inexplicable state of being as well as feeling.

There are so many problems to solve on this planet first before we begin to trash other worlds.

It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense.

Thought for the day: Twitter ... 140 character limit ... must be a great tool for fortune cookie writers ...

The devil has not vanished simply because people refuse to believe he exists, no more than God has ...

If you cannot judge a book by its cover, surely we should not judge an author by one book alone?

The devil did not need to work at all when people were so willing to do his dirty work for him.

If Christ is God, He cannot sin, and if suffering was a sin in and by itself, He could not have suffered and died for us. However, since He took the most horrific death to redeem us, He showed us in fact that suffering and pain have great power.

Love, like everything else in life, should be a discovery, an adventure, and like most adventures, you don't know you're having one until you're right in the middle of it.

There are times when wisdom cannot be found in the chambers of parliament or the halls of academia but at the unpretentious setting of the kitchen table.

To be, or not to be: what a question!

You know something is wrong when the government declares opening someone else's mail is a felony but your internet activity is fair game for data collecting.

It was one of those puzzling facts of life that women either celebrated a happy event or solved their problems with a shopping spree.

Heaven is not a republic.

It's a shame there has to be a tragedy before the best in people will finally shine.

An artist should paint from the heart, and not always what people expect. Predictability often leads to the dullest work, in my opinion, and we have been bored stiff long enough I think.

If there are damned souls in Hell, it is because men blind themselves.

When in doubt, throw doubt out and have a little faith ...

Serious matters, especially those involving God, should never be decided upon without invoking God.

You'll have to fall in love at least once in your life, or Paris has failed to rub off on you.

Errors do not cease to be errors simply because they're ratified into law.

Finally, Charlie gave up the hunt and placed (the puppy) back on the floor, dispatching fleas was not his idea of a romantic evening, unless you happened to be a twisted exterminator, he thought.

I detect the activist returning with a vengence.

O, elixir of youth, thy name is hair dye.

Finding a taxi, she felt like a child pressing her nose to the window of a candy store as she watched the changing vista pass by while the twilight descended and the capital became bathed in a translucent misty lavender glow. Entering the city from that airport was truly unique. Charles de Gaulle, built nineteen miles north of the bustling metropolis, ensured that the final point of destination was veiled from the eyes of the traveller as they descended. No doubt, the officials scrupulously planned the airport's location to prevent the incessant air traffic and roaring engines from visibly or audibly polluting the ambience of their beloved capital, and apparently, they succeeded. If one flew over during the summer months, the visitor would be visibly presented with beautifully managed quilt-like fields of alternating gold and green appearing as though they were tilled and clipped with the mathematical precision of a slide rule. The countryside was dotted with quaint villages and towns that were obviously under meticulous planning control. When the aircraft began to descend, this prevailing sense of exactitude and order made the visitor long for an aerial view of the capital city and its famous wonders, hoping they could see as many landmarks as they could before they touched ground, as was the usual case with other major international airports, but from this point of entry, one was denied a glimpse of the city below. Green fields, villages, more fields, the ground grew closer

... once evil is invited in, tremendous effort is required to show it to the door and kick its cloven hoof off the threshold.

You can't enjoy art or books in a hurry.

I have been told the best things in life are free ~ I found them very expensive.

I've never seen a nation more quick at finding joy in a sad situation than the Irish at a funeral.

Pity that child who was born near Rouen,
His only crime, to arrive deformed.

You cannot hinder someone's free will, that's the first law of the Universe, no matter what the decision.

No one messes around with a nerd's computer and escapes unscathed.

The gates of Hell are terrible to behold, are they not?

Well, if it can be thought, it can be done, a problem can be overcome.

Truth and Wisdom are always attractive and beautiful even when they are not attractive and beautiful, or mankind would not be seeking them so much despite the harsh reality they portrayed at times.

Love, like Fortune, favours the bold.

It is unfortunate that in most cases when the sins of the father fall on the son it is because unlike God, people refuse to forgive and forget and heap past wrongs upon innocent generations.

While you're singing something romantic, I can't get the lyrics to 'Love and Marriage' out of my head, and that tune always reminds me of the jingle from Jeopardy.

Free time is a terrible thing to waste. Read a book.

(Marlowe's) Faustus stubbornly reverts to his atheistic beliefs and continues his elementary pagan re-education ~ the inferno to him is a 'place' invented by men.

If. If. If this all happened! I, F, - he had to hang on to those two little letters, just one tiny two letter word. If. So much hope and dread hung in the balance on those two little blips in the alphabet! A chasm in fact!

Since art is considered a noble field, art should be used to promote all that is good and noble, and in a noble fashion.

Stop teasing you two," Suzy jumped in, "not all of Kathy's ideas are wacky."
"Gee thanks. Was that supposed to be a compliment?

Victory only comes through wear and tear.

Sometimes we can make our own opportunities, sometimes we can see them coming, but more often than not they are like pop quizzes, they are sprung on you like a challenge to test your skills, almost like a dare to see if you can take that leap of faith to make whatever it is a success. Wait too long, and an excellent opportunity might slip away.

A man doesn't like to have his ego popped, especially when he prides himself on his sagacity, and then to be proved wrong by a man who claims he doesn't know anything.

Art is in the eye of the beholder, and everyone will have their own interpretation.

There is much to discover that's not on the back cover!

The simple everyday experiences become the doorway to new thoughts and inspirations.

The chopping block was not confined to one era, nor one form or country. There were many types of martyrdoms, spiritual as well as physical ones; visible and invisible, the block took on many forms and could be encountered anywhere, any time.

God Is, Lucifer is a devil, and there is a Hell.

Speed is not always a constituent to great work, the process of creation should be given time and thought.

A new challenge keeps the brain kicking and the heart ticking.

You mean something like 'truth or dare'? I haven't played that in a long time." She didn't think he would ever get himself entangled in a game like that, but it was addictive, a compromising icebreaker featuring all the strategy of Poker, minus the cards, mixed with a dash of danger from Russian Roulette, without the revolver.

A mask you ask? Optional I find!
Masks lend appeal of a mysterious kind.

Could mankind declare it was truly wise? Did man know everything on earth, or would he ever? Certainly not!

There has to be a cut-off somewhere between the freedom of expression and a graphically explicit free-for-all.

A conscience without regrets ~ to live life without having to say you're sorry.

Yet, beauty cannot be forgotten,
Eternal Wisdom can never die ...

You know how creative people are, we have to try everything until we find our niche.

In fine, a life of good or evil, the hope of Heaven or the despair of Hell, Faustus stands as a reminder that the choice between these two absolutes also falls to us.

We are the sum total of the decisions we have made.

It's the unknown that draws people.

Sublime wonders lie in store,
I am shown a regal residence;
a mighty kingdom, an empire
with more grandeur than before ...

Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental in movies and books, now held great importance, simple but true verbal affirmations of how they felt for each other. They were words only the heart could hear and understand, words that could impart entire pentameter sonnets in their few, short syllables.

I beg you, help me, in angelic charity,
Pray my efforts will reflect your mastery!

How can you be inspired if you do not surround yourself with the things that inspire you?

Has father from Heaven
Sent the Angel to me?

That's it. Love makes us all strong.