In art one is usually totally alone with oneself.

I think the time is coming for struggle and uncertainty. It comes into every serious and beautiful life. I knew all along that it had to come.

I know I shall not live very long... If I've painted three good pictures, then I shall leave gladly with flowers in my hand and my hair.

How happy I would be if I could give figurative expression to the unconscious feeling that often murmurs so softly and sweetly within me.

Nature is supposed to become greater to me than people. It ought to speak louder from me. I should feel small in the face of nature's enormity.

Lack of money rivets us firmly to the ground, one's wings are clipped.

I want to give colors intoxication, fullness, excitement, power by trying to forget Impressionism.

We cleave to the past too much in Germany. All of our German art is too bogged down in the conventional... I think more highly of a free person who consciously puts convention aside.

Worpswede, Worpswede, I cannot get you out of my mind... Your magnificent pine trees! I call them my men--thick, gnarled, powerful, and tall--yet with the most delicate nerves and fibers in them.

It got so bad that Al thoughtmaybe it washimso he went to a shrinkand askedand the shrink said, "you're one of the sanest menI've ever met."poor Al.that made him feelworse than ever.

Least said, soonest mended, " Toby quipped, quoting a saying Jess often used.

The greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not our circumstances.

A heaven on earth.

Health care amounts to l4% of our GNP-a lot of money. It is the size of the Italian economy. And the president turned it over to his wife.

You may charge me with murder--or want of sense-- (We are all of us weak at times): But the slightest approach to a false pretence Was never among my crimes!

When you think about going back to the States you start to become more aware of the violence there and how we pollute the Earth more than the New Zealanders.

Surfers are in tune with the weather because if there's a storm coming, there are waves coming. I love the rain.

Life goes on, even if two-headed and glowing faintly in the dark.

Teach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.