Art Is A Man's Nature; Nature Is

And These Are Joys, Like Beauty, But Skin Deep.

Remember That Thy Heart Will Shed Its Pleasures As Thine Eye Its Tears, And Both Leave Loathsome Furrows.

O, There Is Naught On Earth Worth Being Known But God And Our Own Souls!

I Have A Heart With Room For Every Joy .

There Is No Surer Mark Of The Absence Of The Highest Moral And Intellectual Qualities Than A Cold Reception Of Excellence.