Absolute truth belongs to Thee alone.

The end-purpose of all art is enjoyment!

It is medicine, not poison, I offer you.

He who doesn't lose his wits over certain things has no wits to lose.

Would that we could at once paint with the eyes! In the long way from the eye through the arm to the pencil, how much is lost!

The most agreeable of all companions is a simple, frank man, without any high pretensions to an oppressive greatness; one who loves life, and understands the use of it; obliging alike at all hours; above all, of a golden temper and steadfast as an anchor. For such an one we gladly exchange the greatest genius, the most brilliant wit, the profoundest thinker.

How can such deep-imprinted images sleep in us at times, till a word, a sound, awake them?