Dreams, And Predictions Of Astrology....ought To Serve

The Only Really Interesting Thing Is What Happens Between Two People In A Room.

Who Then To Frail Mortality Shall Trust But Limns The Water, Or But Writes In Dust.

I Have To Hope That My Instincts Will Do The Right Thing, Because I Can't Erase What I Have Done. And If I Drew Something First, Then My Paintings Would Be Illustrations Of Drawings.

Imagination Was Given To Man To Compensate Him For What He Is Not; A Sense Of Humor To Console Him For What He Is.

Why Should I Be Angry With A Man For Loving Himself Better Than Me?