Grief diminishes when it has nothing to grow upon.

Grief diminishes when it has nothing to grow upon.

Night is the mother of Councels.

Night is the mother of Councels.

We neglect those things which are under our very eyes, and
heedless of things within our grasp, pursue those read more

We neglect those things which are under our very eyes, and
heedless of things within our grasp, pursue those which are afar
off.

You should trust any man in his own art provided he is skilled in
it.

You should trust any man in his own art provided he is skilled in
it.

There is no disputing about taste.
[Lat., De gustibus non disputandum.]

There is no disputing about taste.
[Lat., De gustibus non disputandum.]

Man's inhumanity to man
Makes countless thousands mourn!

Man's inhumanity to man
Makes countless thousands mourn!

The soule needs few things, the body many.

The soule needs few things, the body many.

Every picture tells a story.

Every picture tells a story.

Success brings many to ruin.

Success brings many to ruin.