True Places Are Not Found On Maps.

A Noble Craft, But Somehow A Most Melancholy! All Noble Things Are Touched With That.

The Eyes Are The Gateway To The Soul.

Thou Wine Art The Friend Of The Friendless, Though A Foe To All.

There Is All Of The Difference In The World Between Paying And Being Paid.

There's Magic In The Water That Draws All Men Away Form The Land, That Leads Them Over Hills, Down Creeks And Streams And Rivers To The Sea.