Photography Was The First Foreign Language Of

The Principle Of Art Is To Pause, Not Bypass.

She Seemed To Belong To That Pagan, Primitive Kingdom Of Birds And Forests Where Everything Was Infinitely Abundant, Wild, Blooming, And Royal In Its Perpetual Decay, Death, And Rebirth; Illicit And Clashing With The Human World.

I Don't Fret Over Lost Time - I Can Always Use The Situations In A Novel.

The Principles Of True Art Is Not To Portray, But To Evoke.

- Growth Has Its Season. There Are Spring And Summer, But There Are Also Fall And Winter. And Then Spring And Summer Again. As Long As The Roots Are Not Severed, All Is Well And All Be Well.