We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt. >>
Death -- the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening. >>
Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness. >>
I have eyes like those of a dead pig. >>
We can see nothing whatever of the soul unless it is visible in the ex >>
Clowns wear a face that's painted intentionally on them so they appear >>
The faces that have charmed us the most escape us the soonest.