Next To The Joy Of The Egotist

It Is In His Pleasure That A Man Really Lives; It Is From His Leisure That He Constructs The True Fabric Of Self.

It Is In His Pleasure That A Man Really Lives.

We Are Tethered To Our Kind, And May As Well Join Hands In The Struggle.

Traveling Is, And Has Always Been, More Popular Than The Traveler.

What Monstrous Absurdities And Paradoxes Have Resisted Whole Batteries Of Serious Arguments, And Then Crumbled Swiftly Into Dust Before The Ringing Death-knell Of A Laugh!