If One Doesn't Know One's Own Country,

Everything Perfect In Its Kind Has To Transcend Its Own Kind, It Must Become Something Different And Incomparable. In Some Notes The Nightingale Is Still A Bird; Then It Rises Above Its Class And Seems To Suggest To Every Winged Creature What Singing Is Truly Like.

There Is Strong Shadow Where There Is Much Light.

You Can Put Up With Everything In This World Except Not With A Long Stretch Of Beautiful Days.

No Two Men See The World Exactly Alike, And Different Temperaments Will Apply In Different Ways A Principle That They Both Acknowledge.

Why Look For Conspiracy When Stupidity Can Explain So Much