Anger Represents A Certain Power, When A

Why Should The Eyes Be Denied What Delights Them Most?

Let Us Love Winter, For It Is The Spring Of Genius.

He Who Has Not Been At A Tavern Knows Not What A Paradise It Is. O Holy Tavern! O Miraculous Tavern! - Holy, Because No Carking Cares Are There, Nor Weariness, Nor Pain; And Miraculous, Because Of The Spits, Which Themselves Turn Round And Round!

The Best Thing For A Man To Do Is To Be Born And, Being Born, To Die At Once.

They Merit More Praise Who Know How To Suffer Misery Than Those Who Temper Themselves In Contentment.