If There Were One More

I Have Read True Piety Defined As: Loving One’s Destiny Unconditionally – And There Is Something In It. That Is To Say: I Think That In A Way This Sort Of “religiousness” Is The Condition For Real Happiness.

Truth, Like Time, Is An Idea Arising From, And Dependent Upon, Human Intercourse.

Man And Woman Are Two Locked Caskets, Of Which Each Contains The Key To The Other.

When In The End, The Day Came On Which I Was Going Away, I Learned The Strange Learning That Things Can Happen Which We Ourselves Cannot Possibly Imagine, Either Beforehand, Or At The Time When They Are Taking Place, Or Afterwards When We Look Back On Them.

A Great Artist Is Never Poor.