What way should Victor take in the labyrinth of beauty?— All the sixty-four radii of the compass stretched themselves out as so many fingerposts, and he had sense enough not to propose to himself any particular hour of arriving. – Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography,

Remember the great adversity of art or anything else is a hurried life. – Robert James Waller