Music Induces Nightingales To Sing, Pug Dogs

From A Pound Of Iron, That Costs Little, A Thousand Watch-springs Can Be Made, Whose Value Becomes Prodigious. The Pound You Have Received From The Lord,--use It Faithfully.

Talent Works, Genius Creates.

Nature Best Teaches How To Pray, And How To Reverence All The Gifts The Almighty Has Given Us. She Is Like A Vast Outspread Handkerchief, Embroidered With God's Eternal Name, On Which We May Dry Alike Our Tears Of Sorrow And Of Joy; She Turns Weeping Into Ecstasy, And Fills Our Hearts With Speechless, Quiet Reverence And Resignation.

Music - So Different From Painting - Is The Art Which We Enjoy Most In Company With Others. A Symphony, Presented In A Room With One Other Listener, Would Please Him But Little.

Think It A Vile Habit To Alter Works Of Good Composers, To Omit Parts Of Them, Or To Insert New-fashioned Ornaments. This Is The Greatest Insult You Can Offer To Art.