There is in every artist's studio a scrap heap of discarded works in which the artist's discipline prevailed against his imagination.

There are times when you seek your solitude, and your solitude just wants to be left alone.

Just as important as having a list of priorities is every once in a while starting from the bottom.

If I had my life to live over, I'd have fewer meetings and more rendezvous.

I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.

As a gardener, I wonder if flowers really can't speak or just exercise unfailing good judgment in the matter.

It is not only possible to be the person you pretend to be, but there is less effort involved.