The Highest Problem Of Any Art Is

Is This The Destiny Of Man? Is He Only Happy Before He Has Acquired His Reason Or After He Has Lost It?

Hatred Is Partial, But Love Is Still More So.

What A Day It Is When We Must Envy The Men In Their Graves.

Each One Of Us Must Carry Within The Proof Of Immortality, It Cannot Be Given From Outside Of Us. To Be Sure, Everything In Natureis Change But Behind The Change There Is Something Eternal.

Hypotheses Are Lullabies For Teachers To Sing Their Students To Sleep.