When One Is Five-and-twenty, One

In Bed Our Yesterdays Are Too Oppressive: If A Man Can Only Get Up, Though It Be But To Whistle Or To Smoke, He Has A Present Which Offers Some Resistance To The Past—sensations Which Assert Themselves Against Tyrannous Memories.

One Can Say Everything Best Over A Meal.

'character," Says Novalis, In One Of His Questionable Aphorisms - Character Is Destiny'.

Art Is The Nearest Thing To Life; It Is A Mode Of Amplifying Experience And Extending Our Contact With Our Fellow Men Beyond The Bounds Of Our Personal Lot.

Your Dunce Who Can't Do His Sums Always Has A Taste For The Infinite.