“When you’re young, no matter how many unpleasant things have happened to you (unless by that time you’ve become hopelessly neurotic), hope returns daily, even hourly. The sight of a beautiful person, bird, tree, house, flower can lift your spirits like a thermal does the wings of a gliding gull!”

“Beauty! Art! Wit!Wonderment! Humility!Arrogance! Style!Virtue! Decency!Patience!And all the others,Gone, trampled by theNewly-polished jack bootsOf the clog-suited society.I'm a stranger here, fromAnother planet;Not spotted yet, butGetting peculiar stares>Forbidden entrance toAll the places whereAir remains,Where green is trueand water unmolested.In any other time,(Excepting Attila's)I'd be a hero.Why, they'd even nameAn alley after meAnd put a blotting-paperPlaque on all my doors.Not because I was greatBut because I insisted onAll the words and ways rejected byThose who wait ferallyIn the ancient trees.”

“There was no ambition to be famous, no desire to have pieces played by famous orchestras, no secret wish for commissions or prizes or for being “taken up” by prominent art lovers. I simply hoped I could learn to do something well.”

“Give me that warm feeling,That makes me believe again.Give me that soft answer,The kind you gave me way back when.Give me some true kindness,That brightens the sky again.Give me the best that's in you,And encouragement now and then.Dust off those long-lost manners!Bury ambition and guile!Unfurl those lovely bannersOf virtue and laughter and style!Give me that warm feeling,Take off that impersonal glove.Remember, remember we're dealingWith that fair and rare thing called love!”

“You can fall in love at first sight with a place as with a person.”

“You are so beautiful. Do you know that?”“I know that men think – ““Man. One man. Me. I’m all that matters. No one else can have you. You’re mine.”

“Money is like manure; it's not worth a thing unless it's spread around encouraging young things to grow.”