Music Is The One Thing

The Silent Treasuring Up Of Knowledge; Learning Without Satiety; And Instructing Others Without Being Wearied: Which One Of These Things Belongs To Me?

A Picture Is Poem Without Words.

Conscience Is The Inner Voice Which Warns Us That Someone Might Be Looking. Hear And You Forget, See And You Remember, Do And You Understand.

Exemplary People Concern Themselves With Virtue, Small People Concern Themselves With Territory. The Ruling Class Thinks Of Punishment, The Lower Classes Hope For Benevolence.

Old Age, Believe Me, Is A Good And Pleasant Thing. It Is True You Are Gently Shouldered Off The Stage, But Then You Are Given Such A Comfortable Front Stall As Spectator.