Most Imitators Attempt The Inimitable.

One Has To Do Good In Order For It To Exist In The World.

Whoever Prefers The Material Comforts Of Life Over Intellectual Wealth Is Like The Owner Of A Palace Who Moves Into The Servants’ Quarters And Leaves The Sumptuous Rooms Empty.

As Far As Your Self-control Goes, As Far Goes Your Freedom.

We Ask The Poet: 'what Subject Have You Chosen?' Instead Of: 'what Subject Has Chosen You?

What Delights Us In Visible Beauty Is The Invisible.