When I Think Of All The Books

Art: To Nudge Truth Along A Little.

Life Is What Our Character Makes It. We Fashion It, As A Snail Does Its Shell. A Man Can Say: I Never Made A Fortune Because It Is Not In My Character To Be Rich.

When The Defects Of Others Are Perceived With So Much Clarity, It Is Because One Possesses Them Oneself.

Walks. The Body Advances, While The Mind Flutters Around It Like A Bird.

Wrinkles Are Engraved Smiles.