At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.

If you want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it.

I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.

The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.

No better way is there to learn to love Nature than to understand Art. It dignifies every flower of the field. And, the boy who sees the thing of beauty which a bird on the wing becomes when transferred to wood or canvas will probably not throw the customary stone.