For me... the great joy of collecting wasn't in the art itself... but in the person I collected it with. My beloved Ruth. The happiness these paintings brought her was immeasurable. And sharing that happiness was the great privilege of my life. We celebrated, we achieved. We endured, we compromised. And above all, we loved. The true work of art was the longest ride Ruth and I shared. This thing called life. There's not a painting here I wouldn't trade in a heartbeat to hear her voice. Or see her smile. Just one more time. Ira Levinson love happiness
It's a scary thing. How the people you're closest to can so quickly become strangers. Ira Levinson loved ones
— Are you really gonna start on me now? — No. The mistakes you make are your own. Luke Collins Kate Collins