When We Love, It Is

In Clothes Clean And Fresh There Is A Kind Of Youth With Which Age Should Surround Itself.

The Beautiful Invariably Possesses A Visible And A Hidden Beauty; And It Is Certain That No Style Is So Beautiful As That Which Presents To The Attentive Reader A Half-hidden Meaning.

Our Life Is Woven Wind.

Man Is Born With The Faculty Of Speech. Who Gives It To Him? He Who Gives The Bird Its Song.

Old Age Takes From The Man Of Intellect No Qualities Save Those That Are Useless To Wisdom.