Be Happy Without Picking Flaws.

The Ode Lives Upon The Ideal, The Epic Upon The Grandiose, The Drama Upon The Real.

Woman, Nude, Is The Blue Sky. Clouds And Garments Are An Obstacle To Contemplation. Beauty And Infinity Would Be Gazed Upon Unveiled.

If God Had Intended That Man Should Go Backward, He Would Have Given Him Eyes In The Back Of His Head.

Morality Is Truth In Full Bloom.

Whenever A Man's Friends Begin To Compliment Him About Looking Young, He May Be Sure That They Think He Is Growing Old.