Man Is Free; But Not Unless He

I Loved, I Was Loved, My Health Was Good, I Had A Great Deal Of Money, And I Spent It, I Was Happy And I Confessed It To Myself.

The Thing Is To Dazzle

Hatred, In The Course Of Time, Kills The Unhappy Wretch Who Delights In Nursing It In His Bosom.

Economy Spoils Pleasure

Whether Happy Or Unhappy, Life Is The Only Treasure Man Possesses.