An Artist Is A Dreamer Consenting To

Society Itself Is An Accident To The Spirit, And If Society In Any Of Its Forms Is To Be Justified Morally It Must Be Justified At The Bar Of The Individual Conscience.

Life Is Not A Spectacle Or A Feast; It Is A Predicament.

People Are Usually More Firmly Convinced That Their Opinions Are Precious Than That They Are True.

The True Christian Is In All Countries A Pilgrim And A Stranger.

Though The Heart Wear The Garment Of Its Sorrow And Be Not Happy Like A Naked Star, Yet From The Thought Of Peace Some Peace We Borrow, Some Rapture From The Rapture Felt Afar.