Whatever You Can, Count.

Cure The Disease And Kill The Patient.

What Is Truth? Said Jesting Pilate; And Would Not Stay For An Answer.

There Was Never Miracle Wrought By God To Convert An Atheist, Because The Light Of Nature Might Have Led Him To Confess A God.

The More A Man Drinketh Of The World, The More It Intoxicateth.

I Always Think Of Myself Not So Much As A Painter But As A Medium For Accident And Chance.