Fills The Air Around With Beauty.

Frienship Is Eros...without Wings

The Great Art Of Life Is Sensation, To Feel That We Exist, Even In Pain.

Men Love In Haste, But They Detest At Leisure.

To Be Perfectly Original One Should Think Much And Read Little, And This Is Impossible, For One Must Have Read Before One Has Learnt To Think.

There Is A Tear For All Who Die, A Mourner O'er The Humblest Grave.