Human vision is endowed with the greatest Reality, since it comes to us directly from the contemplation of the Universe.

The auditory perception is not sufficient for our knowledge of the world; it does not have vastness.

Art in Nature is rhythmic and has a horror of constraint.

The eye is the most refined of our senses, the one which communicates most directly with our mind, our consciousness.

Our understanding is correlative to our perception.

But what is of great importance to me is observation of the movement of colors.

Impressionism; it is the birth of Light in painting.

On the other hand, the artist has much to do in the realm of color construction, which is so little explored and so obscure, and hardly dates back any farther than to the beginning of Impressionism.

Vision is the true creative rhythm.

Light in Nature creates the movement of colors.

Light comes to us by the sensibility. Without visual sensibility there is no light, no movement.

You know you have found your life mission when you say, “I dare you to try and take this away from me.

Lewis is like a gateway, making the riches of Deep Church more accessible.

Better in Hell with me than alone in Heaven.

Do not look down, brooding over your weakness! Do not look back upon your past, strewn with failure! Look up to the living Christ!

I don't remember my first two marriages... the details are very sketchy.

My mother taught me what it is to have a sense of humour; my dad, who was a headmaster, everything you need to know about hard work. My dad is the most decent man you could come across.

California is going to take themselves off the cliff culturally and economically, fiscally. They are going to be at the trough in Washington wanting a bailout.

Sometimes the idea of being truly iconic has something to do with not necessarily being beautiful and thus trying harder.

I feel so gratified about having finished college. I learned how to articulate myself. It gave me confidence more than anything. And also the ability to analyze the text.

The general impression is that fifteen year-old Dolly remains morbidly uninterested in sexual matters, or to be exact, represses her curiosity in order to save her ignorance and self-dignity.