We Walk Alone In The World.

Obedience Alone Gives The Right To Command.

Good Manners Are Made Up Of Petty Sacrifices.

All Men Are In Some Degree Impressed By The Face Of The World; Some Men Even To Delight. This Love Of Beauty Is Taste. Others Have The Same Love In Such Success That, Not Content With Admiring, They Seek To Embody It In New Forms. The Creation Of Beauty Is Art.

Nature Is An Endless Combination And Repetition Of A Very Few Laws. She Hums The Old Well-known Air Through Innumerable Variations.

The World Globes Itself In A Drop Of Dew.