Enjoy What You Can, Endure What You

All Theory, My Friend, Is Grey, But Green Is Life's Glad Golden Tree.

The Older I Get The More I Trust In The Law According To Which The Rose And The Lily Bloom.

At The End Of Life Thoughts Hitherto Impossible Come To The Collected Mind, Like Good Spirits Which Let Themselves Down From The Shining Heights Of The Past.

The Greatest Difficulties Lie Where We Are Not Looking For Them.

When Intelligent And Sensible People Despise Knowledge In Their Old Age, It Is Only Because They Have Asked Too Much Of It And Of Themselves.