Virtue Is Like A Rich Stone, Best

All Painting Is An Accident. But It's Also Not An Accident, Because One Must Select What Part Of The Accident One Chooses To Preserve.

The Speaking In A Perpetual Hyperbole Is Comely In Nothing But Love.

You Can't Be More Horrific Than Life Itself.

Suspicion Amongst Thoughts Are Like Bats Amongst Birds, They Never Fly By Twilight.

The End Of Our Foundation Is The Knowledge Of Causes; And Secret Motions Of Things; And The Enlarging Of The Bounds Of Human Empire, To The Effecting Of All Things Possible.