Indeed there has never been any explanation of the ebb and flow in our veins — of happiness and unhappiness. - Virginia Woolf

They never pulled the curtains till it was too dark to see, nor shut the windows till it was too cold. Why shut out the day before it was over? The flowers were still bright; the birds chirped. You could see more in the evening often when nothing interrupted, when there was no fish to order, no telephone to answer.

It is much more important to be oneself than anything else. Do not dream of influencing other people...Think of things in themselves.

The artist after all is a solitary being.