Miracle Is The Pet Child Of Faith.

Vanity Is A Desire Of Personal Glory, The Wish To Be Appreciated, Honoured, And Run After, Not Because Of One's Personal Qualities, Merits, And Achievements, But Because Of One's Individual Existence. At Best, Therefore, It Is A Frivolous Beauty Whim It Befits.

Beware Of Wishing For Anything In Youth, Because You Will Get It In Middle Age.

Know'st Thou Yesterday, Its Aim And Reason? Work'st Thou Will Today For Worthier Things? Then Calmly Wait The Morrow's Hidden Season, And Fear Thou Not, What Hap Soe'er It Brings

Of The Truly Creative No One Is Ever Master; It Must Be Left To Go Its Own Way.

The Art Of Living Rightly Is Like All Arts; It Must Be Learned And Practiced With Incessant Care.