How Vain Painting Is-we Admire

If Men Knew Themselves, God Would Heal And Pardon Them.

If Our Condition Were Truly Happy, We Would Not Need Diversion From Thinking Of It In Order To Make Ourselves Happy.

We Think Very Little Of Time Present; We Anticipate The Future, As Being Too Slow, And With A View To Hasten It Onward, We Recall The Past To Stay It As Too Swiftly Gone. We Are So Thoughtless, That We Thus Wander Through The Hours Which Are Not Here, Regardless Only Of The Moment That Is Actually Our Own.

The Heart Has Arguments With Which The Logic Of Mind Is Not Aquainted.

Look For The Truth, It Wants To Be Found.