Measure Your Mind's Height By The Shade

I Have Lived, And Seen God's Hand Thro A Life Time, And All Was For The Best.

Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

In This World, Who Can Do A Thing, Will Not; And Who Would Do It, Cannot, I Perceive: Yet The Will's Somewhat — Somewhat, Too, The Power — And Thus We Half-men Struggle.

Praise Is Deeper Than The Lips

I, Painting From Myself And To Myself, Know What I Do, Am Unmoved By Men's Blame Or Their Praise Either.