I sympathize far more with heavier people than I ever will with thin. I'll never be thin. Let's be honest.
The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. . . it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.
All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart's blood. Art is your heart's blood.
My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are?. . . my art gives meaning to my life.
What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
Twenty-seven people sang 'Wind Beneath My Wings' before I got around to it. A lot of people saw the movie that I sang it in, Beaches, and what they came away with was that song. They turned to their loved ones and said, 'You know, you are the wind beneath my wings!' The song expressed how they felt in a way a simple 'I love you' would not have.
No mention of God. They keep Him up their sleeves for as long as they can, vicars do. They know it puts people off.
We need to make growth greener, to make our economic and environmental policies more compatible and even mutually-reinforcing. This is not just a matter of new technologies or new sources of renewable, safe energy. It is about how we all behave every day of our lives, what we eat, what we drink, what we recycle, re-use, repair, how we produce and how we consume
Free people have a right to decide for themselves what they want to hear.