The Errors Of The Observer Come From

Alas! Sorrow From Happiness Is Oft Evolved.

Still This Planet's Soil For Noble Deeds Grants Scope Abounding.

The Art Of Living Rightly Is Like All Arts; It Must Be Learned And Practiced With Incessant Care.

In Art, The Best Is Good Enough.

In Happy Ignorance, I Sighed For A World I Did Not Know, Where I Hoped To Find Every Pleasure And Enjoyment Which My Heart Could Desire; And Now, On My Return From That Wide World... How Many Disappointed Hopes And Unsuccessful Plans Have I Brought Back!