Nature Meant Woman To Be Her Masterpiece.

The End-purpose Of All Art Is Enjoyment!

With A Clear Sky, A Bright Sun, And A Gentle Breeze, You Will Have Friends In Plenty; But Let Fortune Frown, And The Firmament Be Overcast, And Then Your Friends Will Prove Like The Strings Of The Lute, Of Which You Will Tighten Ten Before You Find One That Will Bear The Stretch And Keep The Pitch.

It Is Not The Truth That A Man Possesses, Or Believes That He Possesses, But The Earnest Effort Which He Puts Forward To Reach The Truth, Which Constitutes The Worth Of A Man

The True Value Of Man Is Not Determined By His Possession, Supposed Or Real, Of Truth, But Rather By His Sincere Exertion To Get To The Truth. It Is Not Possession Of Truth By Which He Extends His Powers And In Which His Ever-growing Perfectability Is To Be Found. Possession Makes One Passive, Indolent And Proud. If God Were To Hold All Truth Concealed In His Right Hand, And In His Left Only The Steady And Diligent Drive For Truth, Albeit With The Proviso That I Would Always And Forever Err In The Process, And To Offer Me The Choice, I Would With All Humility Take The Left Hand.

A Single Grateful Thought Toward Heaven Is The Most Perfect Prayer.