When we grow old, there can only be one regret - not to have given enough of ourselves.

All that I have to offer as an artist is the revelation of my soul

I use everything that I pick up in my memory, and everything that vibrates in my soul.

The one happiness is to shut one's door upon a little room, with a table before one, and to create; to create life in that isolation from life.

To save the Theatre, the Theatre must be destroyed, and actors and actresses all die of the Plague ... they make art impossible.

To help, to continually help and share, that is the sum of all knowledge; that is the meaning of art.

Work means so many things! So many! Among other things, work also means freedom. ... Without it even the miracle of love is only a cruel deception.

Interpretation is the evidence of growth and knowledge, the latter through sorrow ? that great teacher.

We should return to the Greeks, play in the open air: the drama dies of stalls and boxes and evening dress, and people who come to digest their dinner.

... does it seem to you that it is possible to speak of Art? It would be the same as explaining love!

I did not use paint, I made myself up morally.

Any man may be in good spirits and good temper when he's well dressed. There ain't much credit in that.

i been meek, and hard like an oak, i seen pretty people disappear like smoke. friends will arrive, friends will disappear. if you want me, honey baby, i'll be here.

The length of the journey has to be borne with, for every moment is necessary.

I drew a picture on the back of a calendar in pencil. In those days they used to give out free calendars, I had no art paper, so I took whatever else I could.

I miss my mother very, very much.

It's really the best time to be a woman. And instead it can be an advantage. Think about what you can bring to the table that what you have to offer that makes you unique.

Before I built a wall I'd ask to know what I was walling in or walling out.

Take time everyday to shift from immersion in human-centric thinking to ecoexperience.

It was around 4 p.m. in the afternoon. I was just taking a nap. Luckily, my sister was home.

I am content to live it all again And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch.