Yellow Is Capable Of Charming God.

We Are Surrounded By Poetry On All Sides.

I Don't Know Anything With Certainty, But Seeing The Stars Makes Me Dream.

My Aim In Life Is To Make Pictures And Drawings, As Many And As Well As I Can; Then, At The End Of My Life... Looking Back With Love And Tender Regret, And Thinking, 'oh, The Pictures I Might Have Made!'

So Let Us Go Forward Quietly, Each On His Own Path, Forever Making For The Light.

Spring Is The Fresh Green Of Young Corn And The Pink Blush Of Blossoms. Autumn Contrasts The Yellowed Foilage With Violet Hues. Winter Is The White Of Snow Against Its Black Forms ... Summer Is The Contrast Of Blues And The Golden Bronze Of The Corn.