It Infuriates Me To Be Wrong When

Our Minds Need Relaxation, And Give Way Unless We Mix With Work A Little Play.

If You Suppress Grief Too Much, It Can Well Redouble.

One Easily Bears Moral Reproof, But Never Mockery.

Tobacco Is The Passion Of Honest Men And He Who Lives Without Tobacco Is Not Worthy Of Living.

Betrayed And Wronged In Everything, I’ll Flee This Bitter World Where Vice Is King, And Seek Some Spot Unpeopled And Apart Where I’ll Be Free To Have An Honest Heart. - Molière, The Misanthrope