Painting Was Called Silent Poetry And Poetry

The Soul Is Not Born; It Does Not Die; It Was Not Produced From Anyone… Unborn, Eternal, It Is Not Slain, Though The Body Is Slain.

The Dearest Events Are Summer-rain.

Congratulate Yourself If You Have Done Something Strange, Extravagant And Broken The Monotony.

A Strong Person Makes The Law And Custom Null Before His Own Will.

Speak Your Latent Conviction. . . Else Tomorrow A Stranger Will Say With Masterly Good Sense Precisely What We Have Thought And Felt All The Time, And We Shall Be Forced To Take With Shame Our Own Opinion From Another.