If there is nothing you can share with other people, try to be close to Things, they will not abandon you; and the nights are still here and the winds that move through the trees and across many lands; everything in the world of Things and animals is still filled with happening, which you can take part in.

Fame is the sum of the misunderstanding that gathers about a new name.

My art is representational by choice....if the art of painting is to survive, it must describe and express people, their lives and times. It must communicate.

... be indulgent toward those who ... are afraid of the aloneness that you trust.

This is what the things can teach us: to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness. Even a bird has to do that before he can fly.

Our heart always transcends us.

Understand, I'll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I'll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows with only this one dream: You come too.