I Do Not Like Moscow Life. You

It's A Lucky Man, A Very Lucky Man, Who Is Committed To What He Believes, Who Has Stifled Intellectual Detachment And Can Relax In The Luxury Of His Emotions - Like A Tipsy Traveller Resting For The Night At Wayside Inn.

It Is Better To Have Dreamed A Thousand Dreams That Never Were Than Never To Have Dreamed At All.

Habit Is Heaven's Own Redress: It Takes The Place Of Happiness.

The Less We Show Our Love To A Woman, Or Please Her Less, And Neglect Our Duty, The More We Trap And Ruin Her Surely, In The Flattering Toils Of Philandery.

With Womankind, The Less We Love Them, The Easier They Become To Charm.