Sadness Is Almost Never Anything But A

The Most Beautiful Things Are Those That Madness Prompts And Reason Writes.

The Color Of Truth Is Gray.

It Is Often So: The Harder It Is To Hear, The More A Truth Is Worth Saying.

To Be Sure, Theory Is Useful. But Without Warmth Of Heart And Without Love It Bruises The Very Ones It Claims To Save.

If Life Were Organized, There Would Be No Need For Art.