Colors Are The Deeds/ And Sufferings Of

Necessity Is Cruel, But It Is The Only Test Of Inward Strength. Every Fool May Live According To His Own Likings.

Limitation Of Aims Is The Mother Of Wisdom And The Secret Of Achievement.

The Day Is Committed To Error And Floundering; Success And Achievement Are Matters Of Long Range.

A Great Revolution Is Never The Fault Of The People, But Of The Government.

Here Too It’s Masquerade, I Find: As Everywhere, The Dance Of Mind. I Grasped A Lovely Masked Procession, And Caught Things From A Horror Show… I’d Gladly Settle For A False Impression, If It Would Last A Little Longer, Though.