Be Saving, But Not At The Cost

Illusion And Wisdom Combined Are The Charm Of Life And Art.

It Is Not My Words That I Polish, But My Ideas.

Truth Takes The Stamp Of The Souls It Enters. It Is Rigorous And Rough In Arid Souls, But Tempers And Softens Itself In Loving Natures.

Words Become Luminous When The Poet's Finger Has Passed Over Them Its Phosphorescence.

We Use Up In The Passions The Stuff That Was Given Us For Happiness.