I Find My Past In

My Favorite Books Have A Personality And Complexion As Distinctly Drawn As If The Author's Portrait Were Framed Into The Paragraphs And Smiled Upon Me As I Read His Illustrated Pages.

Love Is The Key To Felicity, Nor Is There A Heaven To Any Who Love Not. We Enter Paradise Through Its Gates Only.

The Eyes Have A Property In Things And Territories Not Named In Any Title-deeds, And Are The Owners Of Our Choicest Possessions.

One Must Espouse Some Pursuit, Taking It Kindly At Heart And With Enthusiasm.

If The Ancients Left Us Ideas, To Our Credit Be It Spoken That We Moderns Are Building Houses For Them -- Structures Which Neither Plato Nor Archimedes Had Dreamed Possible.