[describing His House:] It Is A Library

When Everything Else Physical And Mental Seems To Diminish, The Appreciation Of Beauty Is On The Increase.

You Can Parody And Make Fun Of Almost Anything, But That Does Not Turn The Universe Into A Caricature.

I Walk In The Garden, I Look At The Flowers And Shrubs And Trees And Discover In Them An Exquisiteness Of Contour, A Vitality Of Edge, Or A Vigour Of Spring, As Well As An Infinite Variety Of Colour That No Artefact I Have Seen In The Last Sixty Years Can Rival...each Day, As I Look, I Wonder Where My Eyes Were Yesterday.

It Makes Me Happy To Encounter Goodness, Love Of Work, Humane Intelligence, And People No Matter At What Kind Of Job, Be It Ever So Humble, Or Ever So Exalted, Who Do It Well And Con Amore.

Taste Begins When Appetite Is Satisfied.