If all life moves inevitably towards its end, then we must, during our own, colour it with our colours of love and hope.
When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it
I am a child who is getting on.
Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love.
If I create from the heart, nearly everything works; if from the head, almost nothing.
For me a stained glass window is a transparent partition between my heart and the heart of the world.