I have a predilection for painting that lends joyousness to a wall.
You come to nature with all her theories, and she knocks them all flat.
Work lovingly done is the secret of all order and all happiness.
There are two indices of genuine art: it is inimitable and it is ineffable.
The pain passes, but the beauty remains.
Nothing costs so little, goes so far, and accomplishes so much as a single act of merciful service.