Books Follow Morals, And Not Morals Books.

[great Artists] Do Not Copy What They See, But What They Desire.

The Cat Makes Himself The Companion Of Your Hours Of Solitude, Melancholy And Toil.

[a Cat] Will Lie The Whole Evening On Your Knee, Purring And Happy In Your Society.

It May Well Be That The Pictures Of Courbet, Manet, Monet And Their Like Contain Beauties Which Escape The Notice Of Such Old Romantic Heads As Ours, Already Streaked With Silver Threads.

Eyes So Transparent That Through Them The Soul Is Seen.