The Heresy Of One Age Becomes The

Everybody Talks, Nobody Listens. Good Listeners Are As Rare As White Crows.

I Do Not Remember A Time Since I Have Been Capable Of Loving Books That I Have Not Loved Shakespeare.

One Must Envision The Higher Life And Behave As If It Were A Fact Before It Can Unfold.

Use Your Eyes As If Tomorrow You Would Be Stricken Blind. Hear The Music Of Voices, The Song Of Birds, The Mighty Strains Of An Orchestra As If You Would Be Stricken Deaf Tomorrow . . . Smell The Perfume Of Flowers, Taste With Relish Each Morsel As If Tomorrow You Could Never Smell And Taste Again. Glory In All The Facts Of Pleasure And Beauty Which The World Reveals To You.

A Well-educated Mind Will Always Have More Questions Than Answers.