Oblivion is full of people who allow the opinions of others to overrule their belief in themselves.
One is led astray alike by sympathy and coldness, by praise and by blame
Time is my estate: to Time I'm heir.
No one as ever completed their apprenticeship.
Art is a mediator of the unspeakable.
The person who in shaky times also wavers only increases the evil, but the person of firm decision fashions the universe.