Young Authors Give Their Brains

I Do Not Call Reason That Brutal Reason Which Crushes With Its Weight What Is Holy And Sacred, That Malignant Reason Which Delights In The Errors It Succeeds In Discovering, That Unfeeling And Scornful Reason Which Insults Credulity.

Drawing Is Speaking To The Eye; Talking Is Painting To The Ear.

When A Nation Gives Birth To A Man Who Is Able To Produce A Great Thought, Another Is Born Who Is Able To Understand And Admire It.

It Would Be Next To Impossible To Discover A Handsome Woman Who Was Not Also A Vain Woman.

Our Ideals, Like Pictures, Are Made From Lights And Shadows.