Pain Is Short, And Joy Is Eternal.

To One, Science Is An Exalted Goddess; To Another It Is A Cow Which Provides Him With Butter.

Sorrow Is Brief But Joy Is Endless

O'er Ocean, With A Thousand Masts, Sails Forth The Stripling Bold- One Boat, Hard Rescued From The Deep, Draws Into Port The Old!

Man Is Made Of Ordinary Things, And Habit Is His Nurse.

Art Is The Right Hand Of Nature.