When The Candles Are Out All Women

He Who Least Likes Courting Favour, Ought Also Least To Think Of Resenting Neglect; To Feel Wounded At Being Refused A Distinction Can Only Arise From An Overweening Appetite To Have It.

For The Wise Man, Every Day Is A Festival.

When The Candles Are Out All Women Are Fair.

Painting Is Silent Poetry, And Poetry Is Painting That Speaks.

Water And Our Necessary Food Are The Only Things That Wise Men Must Fight For.