It was good and nothing good is ever lost.

And the wicked thing is, that when we're really upset, we always take it out on the people who are closest and whom we love the most.

It was good, and nothing good is truly lost. It stays part of a person, becomes part of their character. So part of you goes everywhere with me. And part of me is yours, forever

I wasn't good enough. I had a little talent but not enough. There is nothing more discouraging than having just a little talent.

Other people's houses were always fascinating. As soon as you went through the door for the first time, you got the feel of the atmosphere, and so discovered something about the personalities of the people who lived there.

They will come, not to paint the bay and the sea and the boots and the moors, but the warmth of the sun and the colour of the wind. A whole new concept. Such stimulation. Such vitality.

Life is so extraordinary. Wonderful surprises are just around the most unexpected corners.