Eternal law has arranged nothing better than this, that it has given us one way in to life, but many ways out.
Do everything as in the eye of another.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
On him does death lie heavily, who, but too well known to all, dies to himself unknown.
Obedience is yielded more readily to one who commands gently.
I will govern my life and thoughts as if the whole world were to see the one and read the other, for what does it signify to make anything a secret to my neighbor, when to God, who is the searcher of our hearts, all our privacies are open?