Oh, You Young People Act Like Old

The Secret To The Fountain Of Youth Is To Think Youthful Thoughts.

I Ran Away From St. Louis, And Then I Ran Away From The United States, Because Of That Terror Of Discrimination.

A Violinist Had A Violin, A Painter His Palette. All I Had Was Myself. I Was The Instrument That I Must Care For.

I Have Never Really Been A Great Artist. I Have Been A Human Being That Has Loved Art, Which Is Not The Same Thing. But I Have Loved And Believed In Art And The Idea Of Universal Brotherhood So Much, That I Have Put Everything I Have Into Them, And I Have Been Blessed.

I Wasn't Really Naked. I Simply Didn't Have Any Clothes On.