I Was Born To Travel And Write

The Arts Teach And Moralise By Their Beauty Alone, Not By Translating A Philosophical Or Social Formula. For The Truly Artistic Person, Painting Has Itself As It's Purpose, Which Is Quite Enough.

Whatever May Have Been Said Of The Satiety Of Pleasure And Of The Disgust Which Usually Follows Passion, Any Man Who Has Anything Of A Heart And Who Is Not Wretchedly And Hopelessly Blasé Feels His Love Increased By His Happiness, And Very Often The Best Way To Retain A Lover Ready To Leave Is To Give One's Self Up To Him Without Reserve.

White Men Should Exhibit The Same Insensibility To Moral Tortures That Red Men Do To Physical Torments.

The Cat Is A Dilettante In Fur.

[a Cat] Will Lie The Whole Evening On Your Knee, Purring And Happy In Your Society.