If You Look In The

The Sunshine Was Delightful, The Foliage Gently Astir, More From The Activity Of Birds Than From The Breeze. One Gallant Little Bird, Doubtless Lovelorn, Was Singing His Heart Out At The Top Of A Tall Tree.

As A Means Of Contrast With The Sublime, The Grotesque Is, In Our View, The Richest Source That Nature Can Offer.

Fashions Have Done More Harm Than Revolutions.

It Is By Suffering That Human Beings Become Angels.

If Suffer We Must, Let's Suffer On The Heights.