The Search For Truth Is More Precious

The End-purpose Of All Art Is Enjoyment!

It Is Not I Who Die, When I Die, But My Sin And Misery.

My God, Grant That My Bounty May Be A Clear And Transparent River, Flowing From Pure Charity, And Uncontaminated By Self-love, Ambition, Or Interest. Thanks Are Due Not To Me, But Thee, From Whom All I Possess Is Derived. And What Are The Paltry Gifts For Which My Neighbor Forgets To Thank Me, Compared With The Immense Blessings For Which I Have So Often Forgotten To Be Grateful To Thee!

To Borrow Scarce Is Better Than To Beg; As Lending, Lending Upon Interest, Scarce Better Is Than Stealing.

Nature Meant Woman To Be Her Masterpiece.