To sit for one's portrait is like being present at one's own creation.

In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of pleasure. If we find it in one place today, it is vain to seek it there tomorrow. You can not lay a trap for it.

To sit for one's portrait is like being present at one's own creation.

I have learned to prize the quiet, lightning deed, not the applauding thunder at its heels that men call fame.

Nature never quite goes along with us. She is somber at weddings, sunny at funerals, and she frowns on ninety-nine out of a hundred picnics.

My heart like moon-charmed waters, all unrest.

God has thickly strewn infinity with grandeur.