It's not the sea that drowns you-it's the puddle.

The task of the artist is to sense more keenly than others the harmony of the world, the beauty and the outrage of what man has done to it, and poignantly to let people know.

Some are bound to die young. By dying young a person stays young in people's memory. If he burns brightly before he dies, his brightness shines for all time.

Any fool can bomb a train, but just try sorting out the mess.

The less you speak, the more you will hear.

In our village, folks say God crumbles up the old moon into stars.

I will tell you something else: it is a major responsibility not only of portraiture but of all human communication for each of us to help everyone else discover the best that is in him.