So Much Perfection Argues Rottenness Somewhere.

Once Upon A Time There Were Four Little Rabbits, And Their Names Were--flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, And Peter.

What We Call The Highest And The Lowest In Nature Are Both Equally Perfect. A Willow Bush Is As Beautiful As The Human Form Divine.

In The Time Of Swords And Periwigs And Full-skirted Coats With Flowered Lappets - When Gentlemen Wore Ruffles, And Gold-laced Waistcoats Of Paduasoy And Taffeta - There Lived A Tailor In Gloucester.

We Cannot Stay Home All Our Lives, We Must Present Ourselves To The World And We Must Look Upon It As An Adventure.

I Cannot Rest, I Must Draw, However Poor The Result, And When I Have A Bad Time Come Over Me It Is A Stronger Desire Than Ever.