Nobody sees a flower really; it is so small. We haven't time, and to see takes time - like to have a friend takes time.
Every time that we've ever fought, we fought to keep from bein' destroyed. We've never started a war.
On the 17th of May, the Delos put out to sea. I was immediately affected with sea-sickness, which, however, lasted but a short time. I remained on deck constantly, forcing myself to exercise.
I think artists are always investigating how to have an economic, political platform. At one time, artists were supported by the Church. Then they were supported also by the state.
I'm very representational some of the time, and a little all of the time. But when you're painting out of your unconscious, figures are bound to emerge.
If you can't find your inspiration by walking around the block one time, go around two blocks-but never three.
As governor, when I visited our troops in Kuwait and Iraq, I served them Thanksgiving dinner. It was a small gesture compared to their sacrifice.
My mother loved entertaining, and I've followed suit, so we have big celebrations for New Year, Passover, Thanksgiving and birthdays.
Thanksgiving is probably my favorite holiday - it's a day that's American to the core and it's a day that's all about what and how we eat.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do.
Lady Van Tassel: Still alive? Ichabod Crane: Run, Katrina. Lady Van Tassel: Yes, do run, and jump, and skip!
And, we have no such thing as a budget anymore. Our manager freaks when we show him the bill. We're lavish to the bone, but all our money goes back into the product.
I'd rather have people really be able to step back and get their money's worth and look at me as a true artist than somebody who is just regurgitating other material.
I've been given my money. Nobody has ever beaten me out of one quarter. And that's all I've ever been concerned about.
I guess I want to make money just like other people, perhaps more than most people.
I knew, of course, that trees and plants had roots, stems, bark, branches and foliage that reached up toward the light. But I was coming to realize that the real magician was light itself.
An artist must possess Nature. He must identify himself with her rhythm, by efforts that will prepare the mastery which will later enable him to express himself in his own language.
When I feel a little confused, the only thing to do is to turn back to the study of nature before launching once again into the subjects closest to heart.
Poetry and fiction have grieved for a century now over the loss of some vitality which they think they see in a past from which we are by now irrevocably alienated.
People have to be educated and they have to stick to it. If people lose that respect, an awful lot is lost.
Appellant constituted a legitimate class of one, and this provides a basis for Congress's decision to proceed with dispatch with respect to his materials.
