When Ginger Rogers danced with Astaire, it was the only time in the movies when you looked at the man, not the woman.
The musician writes for the orchestra what his inner voice sings to him; the painter rarely relies without disadvantage solely upon the images which his inner eye presents to him; nature gives him his forms, study governs his combinations of them.
It's a kind of philosophy of my own life, to create the energy enough to keep on going.

