This quote is written / told by Kathe Kollwitz between July 8, 1867 and April 22, 1945. He/she was a famous Artist from Germany.
The author also have 7 other quotes.
"My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane"
"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time"