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Each Dream Finds At Last Its Form; There Is A Drink For Every Thirst, And Love For Every Heart. And There Is No Better Way To Spend Your Life Than In The Unceasing Preoccupation Of An Idea--of An Ideal.

One Never Tires Of What Is Well Written, Style Is Life! It Is The Very Blood Of Thought!

One Must Laugh And Weep, Love, Work, Enjoy And Suffer, In Short Vibrate As Much As Possible In All His Being.

The Cult Of Art Gives Pride; One Never Has Too Much Of It.

A Memory Is A Beautiful Thing, It's Almost A Desire That You Miss.