Knowledge Is Boundless,--human Capacity, Limited.

Nature Never Said To Me: Do Not Be Poor; Still Less Did She Say: Be Rich; Her Cry To Me Was Always: Be Independent.

It's A Question Of Prudence. Nobody Has A High Opinion Of Fishwives But Who Would Dare Offend Them While Walking Through The Fish Market.

His Passions Make Man Live, His Wisdom Merely Makes Him Last.

In The Fine Arts, As In Many Other Things, We Know Well Only What We Have Not Learned.

And So I Leave This World, Where The Heart Must Either Break Or Turn To Lead (suicide Note)