You never give away your heart; you lend it from time to time. If it were not so, how could we take it back without asking?

I was happy but happy is an adult word. You don't have to ask a child about happy, you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happy because largely they are not. Talking about it is the same as trying to catch the wind. Much easier to let it blow all over you.

How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are?

I think now that being free is not being powerful or rich or well regarded or without obligation but being able to love. To love someone else enough to forget about yourself even for one moment is to be free.

Art can make a difference because it pulls people up short. It says, don't accept things for their face value; you don't have to go along with any of this; you can think for yourself.

Part fact part fiction is what life is. And it is always a cover story. I wrote my way out.

Art is enchantment and artists have the right of spells.