[science Is] Piecemeal Revelation.

Fresh Air Is Good If You Do Not Take Too Much Of It; Most Of The Achievements And Pleasures Of Life Are In Bad Air.

A Few Can Touch The Magic String, And Noisy Fame Is Proud To Win Them: Alas For Those That Never Sing, But Die With All Their Music In Them!

The Sound Of A Kiss Is Not So Loud As That Of A Cannon, But Its Echo Lasts A Great Deal Longer.

Love Is The Master Key That Opens The Gates Of Happiness.

Fame Usually Comes To Those Who Are Thinking About Something Else - Very Rarely To Those Who Say To Themselves, 'go To, Now, Let Us Be A Celebrated Individual!'.