Love Of Beauty Is Taste. The Creation

Our Reliance On The Physician Is A Kind Of Despair Of Ourselves.

The Soul Lets No Man Go Without Some Visitations And Holy-days Of A Diviner Presence.

Neither You Nor The World Knows What You Can Do Until You Have Tried.

It Never Was In The Power Of Any Man Or Any Community To Call The Arts Into Being. They Come To Serve His Actual Wants, Never To Please His Fancy.

Body Cannot Teach Wisdom; God Only.