In July everybody you telephone is somewhere else - either on the beach or on vacation, and half the time you're somewhere else too.

Lilacs are May in essence.

November is chill, frosted mornings with a silver sun rising behind the trees, red cardinals at the feeders, and squirrels running scallops along the tops of the gray stone walls.

June is the gateway to summer.

In March winter is holding back and spring is pulling forward. Something holds and something pulls inside of us too.

January is the month for dreaming.

Some days confidence shrinks to the size of a pea, and the backbone feels like a feather. We want to be somewhere else, and don't know where - want to be someone else and don't know who.

I love planting bulbs. It is making promises with tomorrow, believing in next year and the future.

When you plant early, you bring spring early.

Find the thing you want to do most intensely, make sure that’s it, and do it with all your might. If you live, well and good. If you die, well and good. Your purpose is done

Discipline leads us to freedom and freedom leads us to fulfillment.

Originality is so hip and cool, but to be original you must dare to be corny.

Never forget that justice is what love looks like in public

Statistics are no substitute for judgment.

As our inclinations, so our opinions.

To do more and more with less and less until eventually you can do everything with nothing.

You can't beat life when you consider the alternatives.

On my fifth film, it was then that I stopped dancing.

We comes from God, I from the Devil.