I was set down from the carrier's cart at the age of three; and there with a sense of bewilderment and terror my life in the village began.

It was a world that I wanted to record because it was such a miracle visitation to me.

What she did was to open our eyes to details of country life such as teaching us names of wild flowers and getting us to draw and paint and learn poetry.

For the first time I was learning how much easier it was to leave than to stay behind and love.

Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn't raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things

But our waking life, and our growing years, were for the most part spent in the kitchen, and until we married, or ran away, it was the common room we shared.

Such a morning it is when love leans through geranium windows and calls with a cockerel's tongue. When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey.

All civilizations at some time have fallen into this total terror, when the mystery of life was a kind of panic only to be assuaged by the spilling of blood.

I wanted to communicate what I had seen, so that others could see it.

In London, Man is the most secret animal on earth.

Effie M. was a monster. Six foot high and as strong as a farm horse.No sooner had she decided that she wanted UncleTom than she knocked him off his bicycle and told him.

I sat down on the edge of a deep soft chair and looked at Mrs Regan. She was worth a stare. She was trouble.

The diversity of India, of our civilization, is actually a thing of beauty, which is something we are extremely proud of.

I think every album you have, especially if it's done well, you feel like you're competing with yourself.

Prayer is the rope that pulls God and man together. But, it doesn't pull God down to us: It pulls us up to Him.

We need a cost-effective, high-quality health care system, guaranteeing health care to all of our people as a right.

I'm saying 9/11 was to get us into Iraq and get us into Afghanistan.

Tight pants are just uncomfortable.

Pretty isn't beauty. Pretty is how you look; Beauty is who you are. Pretty is in the face and body; Beauty is in the heart, mind and soul. Pretty fades; Beauty grows.

You can’t get away from yourself, but you can get yourself out of the way.

As iron cast into fire loses its rust and becomes glowing white, so he who turns completely to God is stripped of his sluggishness and changed into a new man.