The art of being officially old seems to lie in cooperative submission.

There is an appalling amount of mechanical work in the artist's life ... Talent is mysterious, but the qualities that guard, foster, and direct it are not unlike those of a good quartermaster.

I have been flooded with color on the inside, drab on the outside.

the capacity to work feeds on itself and has its own course of development. This is what artists have going for them.

It is ultimately character that underwrites art.

Love ... is the honoring of others in a way that grants them the grace of their own autonomy and allows mutual discovery.

I have slowly come to realize that a family is composed of people who are teaching one another.