“Tweet, tweet,” sang the bird, as he flew out into the green woods, and Tiny felt very sad. She was not allowed to go out into the warm sunshine. The [wheat] which had been sown in the field over the house of the field-mouse had grown up high into the air, and formed a thick wood to Tiny, who was only an inch in height.
“Color is all. When color is right, form is right. Color is everything, color is vibration like music; everything is vibration.”
― Marc Chagall
― Marc Chagall