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A Work-room Should Be Like An Old Shoe; No Matter How Shabby, It's Better Than A New One.

A Child's Attitude Toward Everything Is An Artist's Attitude.

The Miracles Of The Church Seem To Me To Rest Not So Much Upon Faces Or Voices Or Healing Power Coming Suddenly Near To Us From Afar Off, But Upon Our Perceptions Being Made Finer, So That For A Moment Our Eyes Can See And Our Ears Can Hear What Is There About Us Always.

Oh, That's The Beauty Of The Rose, That It Blossoms And Dies.

There Was A New Kind Of Strength In The Gravity Of Her Face, And Her Colors Still Gave Her That Look Of Deep-seated Health And Ardor.