Is Not Impermanence The Very Fragrance Of

You Must Change Your Life.

If My Devils Are To Leave Me, I'm Afraid My Angels Will Take Flight As Well.

I Have Patience For Centuries In Me And Will Live As Though My Time Were Very Big.

For One Human Being To Love Another; That Is Perhaps The Most Difficult Of All Our Tasks, The Ultimate, The Last Test And Proof, The Work For Which All Other Work Is But Preparation.

Nothing Touches A Work Of Art So Little As Words Of Criticism: They Always Result In More Or Less Fortunate Misunderstandings.