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William Wendt - From the Aging category:
-shortly before his death, 1946...
I would dearly love to take up the brush again, but I realize that I am an old man and that I cannot set the world afire. (William Wendt)
William Wendt - From the Earth category:
- away from the soul-destroying hurly-burly of life...
The earth is young again. The peace, the harmony that pervades all, gives a Sabbath-like air to the day, to the environment. One feels that he is on holy ground, in Nature's temple. (William Wendt)
William Wendt - From the Nature category:
The perfume of the flowers and of the bay tree are wafted on high, like incense. The birds sing sweet songs of praise to their Creator. In the tops of the trees, the soughing of the wind is like the hushed prayers of the multitude in some vast cathedral. Here the heart of man becomes impressionable. (William Wendt)
William Wendt - From the Plein-Air category:
-to Samuel Harkness McCrea, 1896...
It will cost me very little to go out and little after I get there. (William Wendt)
William Wendt - From the Plein-Air category:
The warm green of the grass, sprinkled with flowers of many hues, is a carpet whereon we walk with noiseless tread. (William Wendt)
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