August is a month when if it is hot weather it is really very hot.
Once upon a time the world was round, and you could go on it around and around.
There are two kinds of men and women, those who have in them resisting as their way of winning those who have in them attacking as their way of winning.
One of the pleasant things those of us who write or paint do is to have the daily miracle. It does come.
Nothing has happened today except kindness.
The first hope of a painter who feels hopeful about painting is the hope that the painting will move, that it will live outside its frame.