As Many Languages As He Has, As

You Are Constantly Invited To Be What You Are.

Flowers So Strictly Belong To Youth, That We Adult Men Soon Come To Feel, That Their Beautiful Generations Concern Not Us: We Havehad Our Day; Now Let The Children Have Theirs. The Flowers Jilt Us, And We Are Old Bachelors With Our Ridiculous Tenderness.

Love, Which Is The Essence Of God, Is Not For Levity, But For The Total Worth Of Man.

The Ocean Is A Large Drop; A Drop Is A Small Ocean.

The World Is All Outside, It Has No Inside.