Art is art, nature is nature, you cannot improve upon it.... Pictures should be inspired by nature, but made in the soul of the artist. It is the soul of the individual that counts.

It is wonderful to feel the grandness of Canada in the raw, not because she is Canada but because she's something sublime that you were born into, some great rugged power that you are a part of.

Do not try to do extraordinary things but do ordinary things with intensity.

You must be absolutely honest and true in the depicting of a totem for meaning is attached to every line. You must be most particular about detail and proportion.

It is wonderful to feel the grandness of Canada in the raw.

I think that one's art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows.

There is something bigger than fact: the underlying spirit, all it stands for, the mood, the vastness, the wildness.

You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone yet it seems to me you are more alone while living than even going and coming.

The liveness in me just loves to feel the liveness in growing things, in grass and rain and leaves and flowers and sun and feathers and furs and earth and sand and moss.

So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born.

As the woods are the same, the trees standing in their places, the rocks and the earth... they are always different too, as lights and shadows and seasons and moods pass through them.

I gave in, and admitted that God was God.

Our thoughts are just a story our mind tell us.

Stay away from her.""Okay.""Keep your hands off her.""I'll try."He scowled at me."I will, " I said.

I think it's really important for your mental health to think about the big questions, to discuss them and open your mind, in order to prepare you for both life and death.

Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.

Make films whenever and however you can - don't take no for an answer.

One sort of believes in recycling. But one believes in it as a kind of palliative to the gods.

I might not be the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but I'm pretty good at getting most of the other bulbs to light up.

The problem is not in the clarity of the revelation. The problem is in the darkness of the human mind.

You can only do so much theatre.