Singing has always seemed to me the most perfect means of expression. It is so spontaneous. And after singing, I think the violin. Since I cannot sing, I paint.

I decided that if I could paint that flower in a huge scale, you could not ignore its beauty.

It always seems to me that so few people live - they just seem to exist and I don't see any reason why we shouldn't live always - til we die physically.

I wish people were all trees and I think I could enjoy them then.

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

A flower touches everyone's heart.

Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant, there is no such thing. Making your unknown known is the important thing.