I have a single track mind. I work on an idea for a long time. It's like getting acquainted with a person, and I don't get acquainted easily.

I have already settled it for myself so flattery and criticism go down the same drain and I am quite free.

Nobody sees a flower really; it is so small. We haven't time, and to see takes time - like to have a friend takes time.

That nervous energy that makes people like you and I want and go after everything in the world - bump our heads on all the hard walls and scratch our hands on all the briars - but it makes living great - doesn't it - I'm glad I want everything in the world - good and bad - bitter and sweet - I want it all and a lot of it too

I had to create an equivalent for what I felt about what I was looking at - not copy it.

I do not like the idea of happiness - it is too momentary - I would say that I was always busy and interested in something - interest has more meaning to me than the idea of happiness.

Happiness goes like the wind, but what is interesting stays.