The Cigar Is The Perfect Complement To

Try To Keep Your Soul Young And Quivering Right Up To Old Age, And To Imagine Right Up To The Brink Of Death That Life Is Only Beginning. I Think That Is The Only Way To Keep Adding To One's Talent, And One's Inner Happiness.

It Is Love, Not Faith, That Moves Mountains.

You, Stupid One, Who Believe In Laws Which Punish Murder By Murder...

Whoever Has Loved Once, Knows All That Life Contains Of Sorrow And Of Joy.

Fame And Admiration Weigh Not A Feather In The Scale Against Friendship And Love, For The Heart Languishes All The Same.