Twenty cant be expected to tolerate sixty in all things, and sixty gets bored stiff with twentys eternal love affairs. – Emily Carr
I think that ones art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows. – Emily Carr
Lifes an awfully lonesome affair. You come into the world alone and you go out of the world alone yet it seems to me you are more alone while living than even going and coming. – Emily Carr
I sat staring, staring, staring – half lost, learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect. So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born. – Emily Carr