Nature is the art of God eternal.

There is no greater grief than to remember days of joy when misery is at hand.

"Art, as far as it is able, follows nature, as a pupil imitates his master; thus your art must be, as it were, God's grandchild."

"The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough, some of which go and others come."

"Worldly fame is but a breath of wind that blows now this way, and now that, and changes name as it changes direction."