Whenever Man Forgets That Man Is An

Not To Have Known - As Most Men Have Not - Either The Mountain Or The Desert Is Not To Have Known One's Self. Not To Have Known One's Self Is To Have Known No One.

An Abundance Of Some Good Things Is Perfectly Compatible With The Scarcity Of Others; That Life Is Everywhere Precarious, Man Everywhere Small.

Love Is ...not A Fact In Nature Of Which We Become Aware, But Rather A Creation Of The Human Imagination.

True Tragedy May Be Defined As A Dramatic Work In Which The Outward Failure Of The Principal Personage Is Compensated For By The Dignity And Greatness Of His Character.

Happiness Is Itself A Kind Of Gratitude.