“Eternally noble, historically fair; Who, when you win, will always give your back a pat. Why can’t a woman be like that?”

There’s a smile on my face for the whole human race.

By order summer lingers through September In Camelot.

I’m getting married in the morning! / Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime.

Why can’t the English teach their children how to speak?

You will follow every mountain, sea and shore, You will see from far and near a world you’ve never seen before.

England still will be here without you.

You see what happens today. Women act like men and want to be treated like women.

Just look at it. No wonder so many artists have come here and called it home. Brother.

Snow can burn your eyes but only people make you cry.

Thank heaven for little girls! For little girls get bigger every day.

Pull out the stopper! Let’s have a whopper! / But get me to the church on time!.

An Englishmans way of speaking absolutely classifies him.

If you can’t paint in Paris, you’d better give up and marry the boss’s daughter.

For a painter, the Mecca of the world for study, for inspiration, and for living is here on this star called Paris.

I could have spread my wings and done a thousand things I’ve never done before.

A third took the photographs. Another put the sketches in an exhibition, then into magazines, then in a book.

Once again, we find ourselves back in the unknown – not in the idea of the unknown, but in the lived reality of it. It’s the mind humbled, on its knees, with bare feet and free of the known.

Every one of my works, when I’m looking back, becomes some kind of solution, or something to concentrate on.

You never get it back, but to this day I don’t regret splitting up.

I’m like a boomerang, I always come back.

More and more do I see that only a successful revolution in India can break England’s back forever and free Europe itself.

You treat people with greatness and greatness will come back to you.

Sometimes I feel sad, but this is not nostalgia, because I don’t want time to come back.

I paint with my back to the world