Botany Is The Art Of

One Expresses Well Only The Love He Does Not Feel.

Almost Every One Flatters Himself That He And His Are Exceptionable.

Let Us Try To See Things From Their Better Side: You Complain About Seeing Thorny Rose Bushes; Me, I Rejoice And Give Thanks To The Gods That Thorns Have Roses.

The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same.

Flowing Water Is At Once A Picture And A Music, Which Causes To Flow At The Same Time From My Brain, Like A Limpid And Murmuring Rivulet, Sweet Thoughts, Charming Reveries, And Melancholy Remembrances.