Perfumed And Gallant Words Make Our Ears

Why Should The Eyes Be Denied What Delights Them Most?

Nothing, It Appears To Me, Is Of Greater Value In A Man Than The Power Of Judgment; And The Man Who Has It May Be Compared To A Chest Filled With Books, For He Is The Son Of Nature And The Father Of Art.

Nature Without Exercise Is A Seed Shut Up In A Pod, And Art Without Practice Is Nothing.

Let Us Love Winter, For It Is The Spring Of Genius.

Age Has A Good Mind And Sorry Shanks.