True Art Can Only Spring

Every Day We Should Hear At Least One Little Song, Read One Good Poem, See One Exquisite Picture, And, If Possible, Speak A Few Sensible Words.

Perfection Is The Measure Of Heaven, And The Wish To Be Perfect The Measure Of Man.

What A Torment It Is To See So Much Loveliness Passing And Repassing Before Us, And Yet Not Dare To Lay Hold Of It!

One Doesn't Always Lose When One Has To Do Without.

A Purpose You Impart Is No Longer Your Own.