For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.

I venerate old age; and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding.

Youth comes but once in a lifetime.

Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.

When Christ ascended Triumphantly from star to star He left the gates of Heaven ajar.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting.