The minute you succumb to outside pressure, you cease to be creative.
The only time I can really relax is up a tree or somewhere outside. I love being outside.
Outside it was dark, but not as dark as it was inside of me.
The world outside existed in a kind of darkness; and we inquired about nothing.
The view outside was much more important than the exhibits.
So I decided the only place I can speak to the world is from outside Israel.
I find it a lot healthier for me to be someplace where I can go outside in my bare feet.
It all came apart once you started caring for something outside yourself.
Outside every fat man there was an even fatter man trying to close in.
I’m kind of a recluse when it comes to going outside.