Lost Illusion Is The Undisclosed

It Is Often Said That In Prosperity We Have Many Friends, But That We Are Usually Neglected When Things Go Badly. I Disagree. Not Only Do Malicious People Flock About Us In Order To Witness Our Ruin, But Other Unfortunates As Well, Who Have Been Kept Away By Our Happiness, And Now Feel Close To Us On Account Of Our Troubles.

The Art Of Reading Is In Great Part That Of Acquiring A Better Understanding Of Life From One's Encounter With It In A Book.

Modesty And Unselfishness - These Are The Virtues Which Men Praise - And Pass By.

Memory Is A Great Artist. For Every Man And For Every Woman It Makes The Recollection Of His Or Her Life A Work Of Art And An Unfaithful Record.

Without A Family, Man, Alone In The World, Trembles With The Cold.