God Loveth The Clean.

Much Bending Breaks The Bow; Much Unbending The Mind.

Ill Fortune Never Crushed That Man Whom Good Fortune Deceived Not.

I Have To Hope That My Instincts Will Do The Right Thing, Because I Can't Erase What I Have Done. And If I Drew Something First, Then My Paintings Would Be Illustrations Of Drawings.

The Wonder Of A Single Snowflake Outweighs The Wisdom Of A Million Meteorologists.

As You Work, The Mood Grows On You. There Are Certain Images Which Suddenly Get Hold Of Me And I Really Want To Do Them. But It's True To Say That The Excitement And Possibilities Are In The Working And Obviously Can Only Come In The Working.