Tobacco Is The Plant That Converts Thoughts

God Whose Gifts In Gracious Flood Unto All Who Seek Are Sent, Only Asks You To Be Good And Is Content.

The Left-handed Are Precious; They Take Places Which Are Inconvenient For The Rest.

Life Is The Flower For Which Love Is The Honey.

Sleep Comes More Easily Than It Returns.

We Are Given Up To Those Gods, Those Monsters, Those Giants, — Our Thoughts.