Sweet Is Old Wine In Bottles, Ale

None Are So Desolate But Something Dear, Dearer Than Self, Possesses Or Possess'd A Thought, And Claims The Homage Of A Tear.

Better To Sink Beneath The Shock Than Moulder Piecemeal On The Rock!

And Wrinkles, The Damned Democrats, Won't Flatter.

Man, Being Reasonable, Must Get Drunk; The Best Of Life Is But Intoxication.

The Great Object Of Life Is Sensation - To Feel That We Exist - Even Though In Pain - It Is This "craving Void" Which Drives Us To Gaming - To Battle - To Travel - To Intemperate But Keenly Felt Pursuits Of Every Description Whose Principal Attraction Is The Agitation Inseparable From Their Accomplishment.