To Follow, Without Halt, One Aim: There's

God Gives Talent. Work Transforms Talent Into Genius.

It Is By The Steady Elimination Of Everything Which Is Ugly - Thoughts And Words No Less Than Tangible Objects - And By The Substitution Of Things Of True And Lasting Beauty That The Whole Progress Of Humanity Proceeds.

I Danced From The Moment I Could Stand.

Scots Are Jocks,welshmentaffies, And Irishmen Paddies Or Micks But?it Is Noticeable There Is No Similar Designation For The English.

When A Small Child, I Thought That Success Spelled Happiness. I Was Wrong, Happiness Is Like A Butterfly Which Appears And Delights Us For One Brief Moment, But Soon Flits Away.