Two Souls Dwell, Alas! In My Breast.

Who Is Sure Of Their Own Motives Can In Confidence Advance Or Retreat.

The Summit Charms Us, The Steps To It Do Not; With The Heights Before Our Eyes, We Like To Linger In The Plain. It Is Only A Part Of Art That Can Be Taught; But The Artist Needs The Whole. He Who Is Only Half Instructed Speaks Much And Is Always Wrong; Who Knows It Wholly Is Content With Acting And Speaks Seldom Or Late.

Difficulties Increase The Nearer We Get To The Goal.

Chess Is The Touchstone Of Intellect.

Whatever You Cannot Understand, You Cannot Possess.