Youth Might Be Wise; We Suffer Less

Could I Love Less, I Should Be Happier Now.

When Night Hath Set Her Silver Lamp High, Then Is The Time For Study.

Evil Is Limited. One Cannot Form A Scheme For Universal Evil.

The Beautiful Are Never Desolate; But Some One Alway Loves Them--god Or Man. If Man Abandons, God Himself Takes Them.

Music Tells No Truths.