“Wild roses are fairest, and nature a better gardener than art.”

Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.

I don’t pretend to be wise, but I am observing, and I see a great deal more than you’d imagine. I’m interested in other people’s experiences and inconsistencies, and, though I can’t explain, I remember and use them for my own benefit.

A faithful friend is a strong defense; And he that hath found him hath found a treasure.

Life and love are very precious when both are in full bloom.

A holiday isn’t a holiday, without plenty of freedom and fun.

People want to be amused, not preached at, you know. Morals don’t sell nowadays.

Stay is a charming word in a friend’s vocabulary.

Jo had learned that hearts, like flowers, cannot be rudely handled, but must open naturally.

It’s lovely to see people so happy.

The duty we owe ourselves is greater than that we owe others.

It takes three or four women to get each man into, through, and out of the world.

Let my name stand among those who are willing to bear ridicule and reproach for the truth’s sake, and so earn some right to rejoice when the victory is won.

I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship.

Money is the root of all evil, and yet it is such a useful root that we cannot get on without it any more than we can without potatoes.

Many argue; not many converse.

Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.

The art of harvesting pain – poetry.

The glass is broken into particles that now accept themselves as art.

Art has a special way of connecting dots from lost to found.

No matter how often we draw the lines, we will cross them – my favorite type of art.

Treat a work of art like a prince; let it speak to you first.

I have mastered the art of smiling when all I want to do is scream.

You make the pain I make it art-the girl with the soft heart.

I am a makeup artist; I make up the world to look better to me.