A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward; one is of today, the other of tomorrow. Memory is history recorded in our brain, memory is a painter, it paints pictures of the past and of the day. |
I look back on my life like a good day's work; it was done and I am satisfied with it |
If you know somethin' well, you can always paint it [but] people would be better off buyin' chickens. |
Paintin's not important. The important thing is keepin' busy. |