A Man Is Really Alive

I Do Not Now Begin, - I Still Adore Her Whom I Early Cherish'd In My Breast; Then Once Again With Prudence Dispossess'd, And To Whose Heart I'm Driven Back Once More. The Love Of Petrarch, That All-glorious Love, Was Unrequited, And, Alas, Full Sad.

It Is Said That No Man Is A Hero To His Valet. That Is Because A Hero Can Be Recognized Only By A Hero.

While Man's Desires And Aspirations Stir He Cannot Choose But Err.

Noble Be Man, Helpful And Good!

Objects In Pictures Should So Be Arranged As By Their Very Position To Tell Their Own Story.