The Greatest Respect An Artist Can Pay

Yes, It Is True. I Am A Miracle. I Am A Miracle Like A Tree Is A Miracle, Like A Flower Is A Miracle. Now, If I Am A Miracle, Can I Do A Bad Thing? I Can't, Because I Am A Miracle, I Am A Miracle. . . .

I Feel The Capacity To Care Is The Thing Which Gives Life Its Deepest Significance.

Parents Shouldn't Lie To Their Children-not Even When They Think It's For Their Own Good. Even A Little Lie Is Dangerous.

We Ought To Think That We Are One Of The Leaves Of A Tree, And The Tree Is All Humanity. We Cannot Live Without The Others, Without The Tree.

I Have Always Regarded Manual Labour As Creative And Looked With Respect-and, Yes, Wonder-at People Who Work With Their Hands. It Seems To Me That Their Creativity Is No Less Than That Of A Violinist Or Painter.