My work is the embodiment of dreams in one form or another.

All rooms ought to look as if they were lived in, and to have so to say, a friendly welcome ready for the incomer.

By God! I will not tell you more to-day, Judge any way you will - what matters it?

I half wish that I had not been born with a sense of romance and beauty in this accursed age.

My work is the embodiment of dreams in one form or another.

Another thing much too commonly seen, is an aberration of the human mind which otherwise I should have been ashamed to warn you of. It is technically called carpet-gardening. Need I explain it further? I had rather not, for when I think of it, even when I am quite alone, I blush with shame at the thought.

Simplicity of life, even the barest, is not a misery, but the very foundation of refinement.