It is Nature who makes our artists for us, though it may be Art who taught them their right mode of expression.
But she is happiest alone. She is happiest alone.
Give children beauty, not the record of bloody slaughters and barbarous brawls, as they call history, or of the latitude and longitude of places nobody cares to visit, as they call geography.
Can they feel, I wonder, those white silent people we call the dead?
If you cannot prove a man wrong, don't panic. You can always call him names.
True love is just like regular love, but with more truth.