It Is Work Which Gives Flavor To

Blessed Be Childhood, Which Brings Down Something Of Heaven Into The Midst Of Our Rough Earthliness.

Love Is Faith And One Faith Leads To Another.

Latent Genius Is But A Presumption. Everything That Can Be, Is Bound To Come Into Being, And What Never Comes Into Being Is Nothing.

Only Evil Grows Of Itself, While For Goodness We Want Effort And Courage.

Sympathy Is The First Condition Of Criticism.