Life Is Very Nice, But It Lacks

Saintliness Is Also A Temptation.

In Matters Of Money There's No Such Thing As Enough.

Death Is Beautiful. It Alone Gives Love Its True Habitat.

Life Is A Child Playing Round Your Feet, A Tool You Hold Firmly In Your Grip, A Bench You Sit Down Upon In The Evening, In Your Garden.

The True Masters Of The Art Of Living Are Already Happy.