Any Cigar Smoker Is A Friend, Because

The Glass I Drink From Is Not Large, But At Least It Is My Own.

Alas, Everything That Men Say To One Another Is Alike; The Ideas They Exchange Are Almost Always The Same, In Their Conversation. But Inside All Those Isolated Machines, What Hidden Recesses, What Secret Compartments! It Is An Entire World That Each One Carries Within Him, An Unknown World That Is Born And Dies In Silence! What Solitudes All These Human Bodies Are!

Repartee Is Altogether A Natural Endowment, And Is The Lightning Of The Mind.

I Cannot Help It - In Spite Of Myself, Infinity Torments Me.

Any Cigar Smoker Is A Friend, Because I Know How He Feels.