Like a fierce wind roaring high up in the bare branches of trees, a wave of passion came over me, aimless but surging . . . I suppose it's lust, but ….

by taking notice of those feelings and images that seemed to be in my blood and bones rather than in my head, I had found myself able to behave, not ….

I came to the conclusion then that "continual mindfulness". . . must mean, not a sergeantmajor-like drilling of thoughts, but a continual readiness t….

Happiness not only needs no justification, but it is also the only final test of whether what I am doing is right for me. Only of course happiness is….

Once you assume your right to interfere in other people's problems they become in some ways more of a worry than your own, for with your own you can ….

Perhaps if one really knew when one was happy one would know the things that were necessary in one's life..

The aim of the painting is that the eye should find out what it likes..

I began to have an idea of my life, not as slow shaping of achievement to fit my preconceived purposes, but as the gradual discovery and growth of a ….

The growth of understanding follows an ascending spiral rather than a straight line..

until you have, once at least, faced everything you know - the whole universe - with utter giving in, and let all that is 'not you' flow over and eng….

I used to worry about what life was for - now being alive seems sufficient reason..

Moments when the original 'poet' in each of us created the outside world for us, by finding the familiar in the unfamiliar, are perhaps forgotten by ….

Colour is, on the evidence of language alone, very bound up with the feelings..

It's weak and despicable to go on wanting things and not trying to get them..

Love is not getting, but giving. It is sacrifice. And sacrifice is glorious!.

I want to feel myself part of things, of the great drift and swirl: not cut off, missing things, like being sent to bed early as a child, the blinds ….

I want to draw and study a few things closely by feeling, not thinking..

There seemed to be endless obstacles - it seemed that the root cause of them all was fear..

Sometimes I find that in my happy moments I could not believe that I had ever been miserable..