A Tyrant Is The Worst Disease, And

I Am In You And You In Me, Mutual In Divine Love.

He Whose Face Gives No Light, Shall Never Become A Star.

When Nations Grow Old The Arts Grow Cold And Commerce Settles On Every Tree

The Difference Between A Bad Artist And A Good One Is: The Bad Artist Seems To Copy A Great Deal; The Good One Really Does.

The Countless Gold Of A Merry Heart, The Rubies And Pearls Of A Loving Eye, The Indolent Never Can Bring To The Mart, Nor The Secret Hoard Up In His Treasury.