One Sees Qualities At A

Proverty And Wealth Are Comparative Sins.

Love Is A Fault; So Be It.

...human Thought Has No Limit. At Its Risk And Peril, It Analyzes And Dissects Its Own Fascination. We Could Almost Say That, By A Sort Of Splendid Reaction, It Fascinates Nature; The Mysterious World Surrounding Us Returns What It Receives; It Is Likely That Contemplators Are Contemplated.

The Sadness Which Reigned Everywhere Was But An Excuse For Unfailing Kindness.

Night And The Day, When United, Bring Forth The Beautiful Light.