I wish I could be a grandmother. It is wanton extravagance to have had a youth with no one to tell of it to when one grows old.

no one wants to be praised for possibilities when one has submitted performances.

When other helpers fail and comforts flee, when the senses decay and the mind moves in a narrower and narrower circle, when the grasshopper is a burden and the postman brings no letters, and even the Royal Family is no longer quite what it was, an obituary column stands fast.

One cannot revoke a true happiness.

... Rembrandt is not a painter at all. He is a creator, who creates his beings, three dimensional living beings, on a two-dimensional flat surface which acts as a mute, and enforces silence on them.

You are only young once. At the time it seems endless, and is gone in a flash; and then for a very long time you are old.

Idleness is righteous if it is comfortable. Uncomfortable idleness is sin & sinful waste.