Don Blanding quotes:
My treasure chest is filled with gold. Gold . . . gold . . . gold . . . Vagabond's gold and drifter's gold . . . Worthless, priceless, dreamer's gold . . . Gold of the sunset . . . gold of the dawn . . .Gold of the showertrees on my lawn . . . Poet's gold and artist's gold . . . Gold that can not be bought or sold - Gold.
Artist by nature, actor by instinct, poet by accident, and vagabond by choice.
The artesian well of joy never runs dry. We clog it with our thoughts.