All the intelligence and talent in the world can't make a singer. The voice is a wild thing. It can't be bred in captivity.

All the intelligence and talent in the world can't make a singer. The voice is a wild thing. It can't be bred in captivity. It is a sport, like the silver fox. It happens.

To note an artist's limitations is but to define his talent.

Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world, but here the earth is the floor of the sky.

In this world people have to pay an extortionate price for any exceptional gift whatever.

I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do. I feel as if this tree knows everything I ever think of when I sit here. When I come back to it, I never have to remind it of anything; I begin just where I left off.