Never Be Sad For What Is Over,

We Must Respect The Past, And Mistrust The Present, If We Wish To Provide For The Safety Of The Future.

The Early And The Latter Part Of Human Life Are The Best, Or, At Least, The Most Worthy Of Respect; The One As The Age Of Innocence, The Other Of Reason.

Which Is More Misshapen,--religion Without Virtue, Or Virtue Without Religion?

Grace Is In Garments, In Movements, In Manners; Beauty In The Nude, And In Forms. This Is True Of Bodies; But When We Speak Of Feelings, Beauty Is In Their Spirituality, And Grace In Their Moderation.

Nothing Which Does Not Transport Is Poetry. The Lyre Is A Winged Instrument.