I Despise The Opinion Of The Press

Apart From Painting And Gardening, I'm Not Good At Anything.

To See We Must Forget The Name Of The Thing We Are Looking At.

I'm Continuing To Work Hard, Not Without Periods Of Discouragement, But My Strength Comes Back Again.

If Only The Weather Would Improve, There'd Be Hope Of Some Work, But Every Day Brings Rain.

I'm In Fine Fettle And Fired With A Desire To Paint.