How Convalescence Shrinks A Man Back To

My Theory Is To Enjoy Life, But My Practice Is Against It.

Let Us Live For The Beauty Of Our Own Reality.

You Look Wise, Pray Correct That Error.

I Have Sat Through An Italian Opera, Til, For Sheer Pain, And Inexplicable Anguish, I Have Rushed Out Into The Noisiest Places Of The Crowded Street, To Solace Myself With Sounds Which I Was Not Obliged To Follow And Get Rid Of The Distracting Torment Of Endless, Fruitless, Barren Attention!

Cultivate Simplicity, Coleridge.