If A Man Will Begin With Certainties,

I Foresee It And Yet I Hardly Ever Carry It Out As I Foresee It. It Transforms Itself By The Actual Paint. I Don't In Fact Know Very Often What The Paint Will Do, And It Does Many Things Which Are Very Much Better Than I Could Make It Do.

If There Be Fuel Prepared, It Is Hard To Tell Whence The Spark Shall Come That Shall Set It On Fire.

For No Man Can Forbid The Spark Nor Tell Whence It May Come.

The World's A Bubble, And The Life Of Man, Less Than A Span.

Pictures And Shapes Are But Secondary Objects And Please Or Displease Only In The Memory.