One That Does Not Think

The Work Of Art May Have A Moral Effect, But To Demand Moral Purpose From The Artist Is To Make Him Ruin His Work.

Every Second Is Of Infinite Value.

The Style Of An Author Is A Faithful Copy Of His Mind.

So Then The Year Is Repeating Its Old Story Again. We Are Come Once More, Thank God! To Its Most Charming Chapter. The Violets And The Mayflowers Are As Its Inscriptions Or Vignettes. It Always Makes A Pleasant Impression On Us, When We Open Again At These Pages Of The Book Of Life.

Those Who Have No Hope For A Future Life Are Already Dead For The Present One.