My Peace Is Gone, My Heart Is

Common Sense Is The Genius Of Humanity.

The Summit Charms Us, The Steps To It Do Not; With The Heights Before Our Eyes, We Like To Linger In The Plain. It Is Only A Part Of Art That Can Be Taught; But The Artist Needs The Whole. He Who Is Only Half Instructed Speaks Much And Is Always Wrong; Who Knows It Wholly Is Content With Acting And Speaks Seldom Or Late.

Seldom In The Business And Transactions Of Ordinary Life, Do We Find The Sympathy We Want.

He Who Enjoys Doing And Enjoys What He Has Done Is Happy.

We Are Surrounded By Abysses, But The Greatest Of All Depths Is In Our Own Heart, And An Irresistible Leaning Leads Us There. Draw Thyself From Thyself!