Infidelity, Like Death, Admits Of No Degrees.

Eternal Inner Peace Has To Be Cultivated Daily.

To Love The One Who Loves You, To Admire The One Who Admires You, In A Word, To Be The Idol Of One's Idol, Is Exceeding The Limit Of Human Joy; It Is Stealing Fire From Heaven.

For Ages Happiness Has Been Represented As A Huge Precious Stone, Impossible To Find, Which People Seek For Hopelessly. It Is Not So; Happiness Is A Mosaic, Composed Of A Thousand Little Stones, Which Separately And Of Themselves Have Little Value, But Which United With Art Form A Graceful Design.

There Is Only One Proper Way To Wear A Beautiful Dress: To Forget You Are Wearing It.

Instinct Is The Nose Of The Mind.