It Seems To Me That When I

I'm Knocked Out, I've Never Felt So Physically And Mentally Exhausted, I'm Quite Stupid With It And Long Only For Bed; But I Am Happy.

I Insist Upon 'doing It Alone'... I Have Always Worked Better Alone And From My Own Impressions.

Every Day I Discover More And More Beautiful Things. It’s Enough To Drive One Mad. I Have Such A Desire To Do Everything, My Head Is Bursting With It.

It Would Be Asking Too Much To Want To Sell Only To Connoisseurs - That Way Starvation Lies.

I Am Good At Only Two Things, And Those Are Gardening And Painting.