There Is Beauty In Everything, Even In

It Is Hard To Interest Those Who Have Everything In Those Who Have Nothing.

Smells Are The Fallen Angels Of The Senses.

The Woman Who Works For A Dollar A Day Has As Much Right As Any Other Human Being To Say What The Conditions Of Her Work Should Be.

The Worst Thing Is To Be Born Sighted But To Lack Vision.

I Sometimes Wonder If The Hand Is Not More Sensitive To The Beauties Of Sculpture Than The Eye. I Should Think The Wonderful Rhythmical Flow Of Lines And Curves Could Be More Subtly Felt Than Seen. Be This As It May, I Know That I Can Feel The Heart-throbs Of The Ancient Greeks In Their Marble Gods And Goddesses.