Does Nobody Understand?

The Pleasures Of Love Lasts But A Fleeting But The Pledges Of Life Outlusts A Lieftime.

In This Life Our Sorrows Are Either Not Very Long Or Not Very Great Because Nature Either Overcomes Them By Habits Or Puts An End To Them By Sinking Under Their Weight. But In Hell The Torments Cannot Be Overcome By Habit, For While They Are Of Terrible Intensity They Are At The Same Time Of Continual Variety, Each Pain, So To Speak, Taking Fire From Another And Re-endowing That Which Has Enkindled It With A Still Fiercer Flame.

The Mouth Can Be Better Engaged Than With A Cylinder Of Rank Weed.

White Wine Is Like Electricity. Red Wine Looks And Tastes Like A Liquified Beefsteak.

To Learn One Must Be Humble. But Life Is The Great Teacher.