I Did Not Use Paint, I Made

When We Grow Old, There Can Only Be One Regret - Not To Have Given Enough Of Ourselves.

Ibsen Is Like This Room Where We Are Sitting, With All The Tables And Chairs. Do I Care Whether You Have Twenty Or Twenty-five Links On Your Chain? Hedda Gabler, Nora And The Rest: It Is Not That I Want! I Want Rome And The Coliseum, The Acropolis, Athens; I Want Beauty, And The Flame Of Life.

If The Sight Of The Blue Skies Fills You With Joy, If A Blade Of Grass Springing Up In The Fields Has Power To Move You, If The Simple Things Of Nature Have A Message That You Understand, Rejoice, For Your Soul Is Alive.

If I Had My Will, I Would Live In A Ship On The Sea And Never Come Nearer To Humanity Than That!

The One Happiness Is To Shut One's Door Upon A Little Room, With A Table Before One, And To Create; To Create Life In That Isolation From Life.