As we speak cruel time is fleeing. Seize the day, believing as little as possible in tomorrow.
Joking apart, now let us be serious.
Abridge your hopes in proportion to the shortness of the span of human life; for while we converse, the hours, as if envious of our pleasure, fly away: enjoy, therefore, the present time, and trust not too much to what to-morrow may produce.
Drawing is the true test of art.
The human race afraid of nothing, rushes on through every crime.
Here, or nowhere, is the thing we seek.