I'd Like To Write The Way Matisse

Well, I Would Hardly Say I Do Write As Yet. But I Write Because I Like Words. I Suppose If I Liked Stone I Might Carve. I Like Words. I Like Reading. I Notice Particular Words. That Sets Me Off.

I Was No Good At Being A Child.

That Is Human Nature, That People Come After You, Willingly Enough, Provided Only That You No Longer Love Or Want Them.

I Think There Are A Lot More Important Things Than Art In The World. But Not To Me.

Pain Hardens, And Great Pain Hardens Greatly, Whatever The Comforters Say, And Suffering Does Not Ennoble, Though It May Occasionally Lend A Certain Rigid Dignity Of Manner To The Suffering Frame.