Wednesday, April 17, 2013


Life is a sheet of paper, white,
Whereon each one of us must write
His word or two, and then comes night.

                             J.R. Lowell
This above all: to thine own self be true
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst then be false to any man.

                             W. Shakespeare

Beauty is truth, truth, beauty, that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

                             J. Keats


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