Good Painting Is The Kind That Looks

Do Not Fret, For God Did Not Create Us To Abandon Us.

The Goods Of Fortune, Even Such As They Really Are, Still Need Taste To Enjoy Them. It Is The Enjoying No The Possessing, That Makes Us Happy.

Heaven-born, The Soul A Heavenward Course Must Hold; Beyond The World She Soars; The Wise Man, I Affirm, Can Find No Rest In That Which Perishes, Nor Will He Lend His Heart To Ought That Doth Time Depend

Perfection Is No Small Thing, But It Is Made Up Of Small Things.

Only God Creates. The Rest Of Us Just Copy.