Blushing Is The Color Of

The Art Of Being A Slave Is To Rule One's Master.

The Sun, Too, Shines Into Cesspools And Is Not Polluted.

I Like Best The Wine Drunk At The Cost Of Others.

There Is A False Love That Will Make You Something You Are Not.

One Day, Observing A Child Drinking Out Of His Hands, He Cast Away The Cup From His Wallet With The Words, "a Child Has Beaten Me In Plainness Of Living."