The World Globes Itself In

The Primary Wisdom Is Intuition.

We Gain The Strength Of The Temptation We Resist.

We Are The Children Of Many Sires, And Every Drop Of Blood In Us In Its Turn Betrays Its Ancestor.

All Loss, All Pain, Is Particular; The Universe Remains To The Heart Unhurt.

Tobacco And Opium Have Broad Backs, And Will Cheerfully Carry The Load Of Armies, If You Choose To Make Them Pay High For Such Joy As They Give And Such Harm As They Do.