Passions Are Defects Or Virtues In The

Without Haste! Without Rest! Bind The Motto To Thy Breast! Bear It With Thee As A Spell; Storm Or Sunshine , Guard It Well.

Art Is A Mediator Of The Unspeakable.

It Is Only Necessary To Grow Old To Become More Charitable And Even Indulgent. I See No Fault Committed By Others That I Have Not Committed Myself.

One Can Stand Anything Except A Succession Of Ordinary Days

A Joy Shared Is A Joy Doubled.