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

A flower touches everyone's heart.

War is killing the individual in it unless he has learned livingness - if he had it he wouldn't be a good soldier.

If only people were trees… I might like them better.

I know I can not paint a flower, I can not paint the sun on the desert on a bright summer morning but maybe in terms of paint colour I can convey to you my experience of the flower or the experience that makes the flower of significance to me at that particular time.

The morning is the best time, there are no people around. My pleasant disposition likes the world with nobody in it.

I believe an artist is the last person in the world who can afford to be affected.