There Is No Patriotic Art And No

Nature Is Beneficent. I Praise Her And All Her Works. She Is Silent And Wise. She Is Cunning, But For Good Ends. She Has Brought Me Here And Will Also Lead Me Away. She May Scold Me, But She Will Not Hate Her Work. I Trust Her.

There Is Not A Single Outward Mark Of Courtesy That Does Not Have A Deep Moral Basis.

True Works Of Art Are A Manifestation Of The Higher Laws Of Nature.

How Can One Learn To Know Oneself? Never By Introspection, Rather By Action.

The Older We Grow, The Greater Become The Ordeals.