One Can't Be Angry When One Looks

An Infinitude Of Tenderness Is The Chief Gift And Inheritance Of All Truly Great Men.

Without Mountains The Air Could Not Be Purified, Nor The Flowing Of The Rivers Sustained.

A Man Is Known To His Dog By The Smell, To His Tailor By The Coat, To His Friend By The Smile; Each Of These Know Him, But How Little Or How Much Depends On The Dignity Of The Intelligence. That Which Is Truly And Indeed Characteristic Of The Man Is Known Only To God.

Men Are More Evanescent Than Pictures, Yet One Sorrows For Lost Friends, And Pictures Are My Friends. I Have None Others. I Am Never Long Enough With Men To Attach Myself To Them; And Whatever Feelings Of Attachment I Have Are To Material Things.

A Splendour Of Miscellaneous Spirits.