I have been flooded with color on the inside, drab on the outside.

Love ... is the honoring of others in a way that grants them the grace of their own autonomy and allows mutual discovery.

I never decided at all to be an artist; being an artist seems to have happened to me.

The most demanding part of living a lifetime as an artist is the strict discipline of forcing oneself to work steadfastly along the nerve of one's own intimate sensitivity.

No one questions the fact that verbal language has to be learned, but the commonplaceness of visual experience betrays art; people tend to assume that, because they can see, they can see art.

Artists have no choice but to express their lives.

Art comes into the highest part of the mind, that with which we can know the presence of God.

I've struggled all my life to get maximum meaning in the simplest possible form.

the knowledge of personal failure ... is the invaluable predicate of all honest compassion.

I have no home but me.

I have slowly come to realize that a family is composed of people who are teaching one another.

We have to do it for my mum's sake. Because I'm hoping that the last sorry will be to her.

When you're there for others, you're ahead of everyone.

I’m planting a tree to remind me to be open and kindhearted.

I had not asked to be born. Only to be loved.

Before becoming a mother I had a hundred theories on how to bring up children. Now I have seven children and only one theory: love them, especially when they least deserve to be loved.

Adversity builds characterand character is who we are

A man may do worse than make what the world calls a not wholly happy marriage.

Danger is the very basis of superstition. It produces a searching after help supernaturally when human means are no longer supposed to be available.

I also learned that I love making money. Anyone who is not afraid of work will be happy with the money they make.

Falling in love you remain a child; rising in love you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love - now you are love.