Whenever, At A Party, I Have Been

He Thought Of The Mouldering Child, Which Laid Its Withered Thin Arms Around His Soul, As If It Were His Own, And To Whom Death Had Given As Much As A God Gave To Endymion, — Sleep, Eternal Youth, And Immortality.

The German Language Is The Organ Among The Languages.

Every Man Has A Rainy Corner Of His Life Whence Comes Foul Weather Which Follows Him.

Beauty Attracts Us Men; But If, Like An Armed Magnet It Is Pointed, Beside, With Gold And Silver, It Attracts With Tenfold Power.

It Is Easier And Handier For Men To Flatter Than To Praise.