We set up harsh and unkind rules against ourselves. No one is born without faults. That man is best who has fewest.

The dispute is still before the judge.

Drawing is the true test of art.

Dispel the cold, bounteously replenishing the hearth with logs.

There is a fault common to all singers. When they're among friends and are asked to sing they don't want to, and when they're not asked to sing they never stop.

In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by fire.

Mix a little foolishness with your serious plans. It is lovely to be silly at the right moment.