Thousands of people know my flannel knickers, and though I know this may seem flirtatious, it is not. I am a saint.

There are things that are not sayable. That’s why we have art.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if I won a helicopter in a crossword puzzle competition? There is not much hope though I am afraid, as they never give such practical prizes.

We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

Painting is my vehicle of transit. I don't always know where I am going or what it means.

Reason must know the heart's reasons and every other reason

I've always had access to other worlds. We all do because we dream.