The Dream Is Short, Repentance Long.

The Joke Loses Everything When The Joker Laughs Himself.

What Else Is Chance But The Rude Stone Which Receives Its Life From The Sculptor's Hand? Providence Gives Us Chance, And Man Must Mould It To His Own Designs.

Art Is The Daughter Of Freedom.

I Follow My Heart, For I Can Trust It.

Dear Is My Friend--yet From My Foe, As From My Friend, Comes Good: My Friend Shows What I Can Do, And My Foe What I Should.