After Fifteen Minutes Nobody Looks At A

It Is A Maxim Of Wise Government To Treat People Not As They Should Be But As They Actually Are.

Names Are But Noise And Smoke, Obscuring Heavenly Light.

Ohne Hast, Aber Ohne Rast. - Without Haste, But Without Rest.

This Being Busied With Thoughts Of Immortality Is For The Noble Classes And Especially For Women With Nothing To Do. A Solid Person, Though, Someone Who Already Intends To Be Something Worthy Here, And Who Therefore Has To Strive Daily, Has To Struggle And Work, Gives The World To Come A Rest.

Every Day We Should Hear At Least One Little Song, Read One Good Poem, See One Exquisite Picture, And, If Possible, Speak A Few Sensible Words.