I think that I still have it in my heart someday to paint a bookshop with the front yellow and pink in the evening...like a light in the midst of the darkness.

Doing little things well is a step toward doing big things better.

You have first to experience what you want to express.

Fortunately for me, I know well enough what I want, and am basically utterly indifferent to the criticism that I work to hurriedly. In answer to that, I have done some things even more hurriedly theses last few days.

The victory one would gain after a whole life of work and effort is better than one that is gained sooner.

That this awareness of my own fallibility will prevent me from making many mistakes doesn't alter the fact that I'm bound to make a great many mistakes anyway. But if we fall, we get up again!

...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?