Not On One Strand Are All Life's

Free Men Must Live Simple Lives And Have Simple Pleasures.

I Know A Little Garden Close Set Thick With Lily And Red Rose, Where I Would Wander If I Might From Dewy Dawn To Dewy Night. And Have One With Me Wandering.

If You Cannot Learn To Love Real Art, At Least Learn To Hate Sham Art And Reject It.

I Do Not Want Art For A Few Any More Than Education For A Few, Or Freedom For A Few.

I Half Wish That I Had Not Been Born With A Sense Of Romance And Beauty In This Accursed Age.