It was all so far away - there was quiet and an untouched feel to the country and I could work as I pleased.

We'd make love. Afterwards he would take photographs of me. (On modeling for Alfred Stieglitz)

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.

If you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for a moment.

I feel there is something unexplored about woman that only a woman can explore.

Since I cannot sing, I paint.

You are one of my nicest thoughts.