My Strength Has Not Equaled My Mad

Art Speaks Only To The Mind, Whereas Nature Speaks To All The Faculties.

One Is Happy As A Result Of One's Own Efforts, Once One Knows Of The Necessary Ingredients Of Happiness-simple Tastes, A Certain Degree Of Courage, Self-denial To A Point, Love Of Work, And, Above All, A Clear Conscience. Happiness Is No Vague Dream, Of That I Now Feel Certain.

Oblivion Is The Flower That Grows Best On Graves.

The Marriage Vow Is An Absurdity Imposed By Society.

Life Is A Succession Of Afflictions For The Heart.