Experience, like a pale musician, holds a dulcimer of patience in his >>
Books succeed, and lives fail. >>
This race is never grateful: from the first, One fills their cup at su >>
Exuberance is beauty. >>
Nothing's beautiful from every point of view. >>
There is nothing that makes its way more directly to the soul than bea >>
The beautiful seems right by force of beauty, and the feeble wrong because of weakness.