The Strength Of Criticism Lies In The

Whenever Nature Leaves A Hole In A Person's Mind, She Generally Plasters It Over With A Thick Coat Of Self-conceit.

The Star Of The Unconquered Will, He Rises In My Breast, Serene, And Resolute, And Still, And Calm, And Self-possessed.

Music Is The Universal Language Of Mankind.

Every Human Heart Is Human.

Our Pleasures And Our Discontents, Are Rounds By Which We May Ascend.