We Have Learned Nothing.

When I Haven't Any Blue I Use Red.

Everything We Can Dream Can Be Real.

You Mustn't Always Believe What I Say. Questions Tempt You To Tell Lies, Particularly When There Is No Answer.

For Being A Bad Student I Was Banished To The 'calaboose' - A Bare Cell With Whitewashed Walls And A Bench To Sit On. I Liked It There, Because I Took Along A Sketch Pad And Drew Incessantly I Could Have Stayed There Forever Drawing Without Stopping

The Purpose Of Art Is Washing The Dust Of Daily Life Off Our Souls.