It's Never Too Late To Be Who

May I Reach That Purest Heaven - Be To Other Souls The Cup Of Strength In Some Great Agony; Enkindle Generous Ardor, Feed Pure Love, Beget The Smiles That Have No Cruelty. Be The Sweet Presence Of A Good Diffused, And In The Diffusion Ever More Intense! So Shall I Join The Choir Invisible Whose Music Is The Gladness Of The World.

It Is Never Too Late To Become The Person You Always Thought You Could Be.

A Man Never Lies With More Delicious Languor Under The Influence Of A Passion Than When He Has Persuaded Himself That He Shall Subdue It To-morrow.

... The True Seeing Is Within; And Painting Stares At You With An Insistent Imperfection.

But Is It What We Love, Or How We Love, That Makes True Good?