Stupidity Is Without Anxiety.

Passions Are Defects Or Virtues In The Highest Power.

The World Is So Great And Rich, And Life So Full Of Variety, That You Can Never Lack Occasions For Poems.

In Praising Or Loving A Child, We Love And Praise Not That Which Is, But That Which We Hope For.

The World Is For Thousands A Freak Show; The Images Flicker Past And Vanish; The Impressions Remain Flat And Unconnected In The Soul. Thus They Are Easily Led By The Opinions Of Others, Are Content To Let Their Impressions Be Shuffled And Rearranged And Evaluated Differently.

Lay Hold Of Life With Both Hands, Whenever Thou Mayest Seize It, It Is Interesting.