But How Many Moments Are Already Past!

The End-purpose Of All Art Is Enjoyment!

With A Clear Sky, A Bright Sun, And A Gentle Breeze, You Will Have Friends In Plenty; But Let Fortune Frown, And The Firmament Be Overcast, And Then Your Friends Will Prove Like The Strings Of The Lute, Of Which You Will Tighten Ten Before You Find One That Will Bear The Stretch And Keep The Pitch.

It Is Not The Truth That A Man Possesses, Or Believes That He Possesses, But The Earnest Effort Which He Puts Forward To Reach The Truth, Which Constitutes The Worth Of A Man

To Look Forward To Pleasure Is Also A Pleasure.

Let Us Be Lazy In Everything, Except In Loving And Drinking, Except In Being Lazy.