All Theory, Dear Friend, Is Gray, But

We Can Stand Only A Certain Amount Of Unhappiness; Anything Beyond That Annihilates Us Or Passes Us By, Leaving Us Apathethetic.

The Intelligent Man Finds Almost Everything Ridiculous, The Sensible Man Hardly Anything.

The Miller Believes That All The Wheat Grows So That His Mill Keeps Running.

The Best Way To Understand A Painting Is By Drawing It.

Know'st Thou Yesterday, Its Aim And Reason? Work'st Thou Will Today For Worthier Things? Then Calmly Wait The Morrow's Hidden Season, And Fear Thou Not, What Hap Soe'er It Brings