Perfection Is The Measure Of Heaven, And

The Arts Are The Salt Of The Earth; As Salt Relates To Food, The Arts Relate To Technology.

Art Is Long, Life Short, Judgment Difficult, Opportunity Transient. To Act Is Easy, To Think Is Hard; To Act According To Our Thought Is Troublesome. Every Beginning Is Cheerful: The Threshold Is The Place Of Expectation.

With Little Art, Clear Wit And Sense Suggest Their Own Delivery.

If There Is Confusion In Your Head And In Your Heart, What More Do You Want! A Man Who No Longer Loves And No Longer Errs Should Have Himself Buried Straight Away.

Those That Are Firm In Their Will Mold The World To Themselves.