Thou Must (in Commanding And Winning, Or

I Treat My Heart Like A Sick Child And Gratify Its Every Fancy

My Days Are As Happy As Those Reserved By God For His Elect; And Whatever Be My Fate Hereafter, I Can Never Say That I Have Not Tasted Joy— The Purest Joy Of Life.

Words Are Good, But There Is Something Better. The Best Cannot Be Explained By Words. The Spirit In Which We Act Is The Chief Matter. Action Can Only Be Only Understood And Represented By The Spirit.

For What One Has In Black And White, One Can Carry Home In Comfort.

Who Can Think Wise Or Stupid Things At All That Were Not Thought Already In The Past.