For The Nature Of Women Is Closely

Whatever Nature Undertakes, She Can Only Accomplish It In A Sequence. She Never Makes A Leap.

Only By Joy And Sorrow Does A Person Know Anything About Themselves And Their Destiny. They Learn What To Do And What To Avoid.

Do People Conform To The Instructions Of Us Old Ones? Each Thinks He Must Know Best About Himself, And Thus Many Are Lost Entirely.

Properly Speaking, Such Work Is Never Finished; One Must Declare It So When, According To Time And Circumstances, One Has Done One's Best.

There Is No Surer Method Of Evading The World Than By Following Art, And No Surer Method Of Linking Oneself To It Than By Art.