I am acquainted with no immaterial sensuality so delightful as good ac >>
That low vice, curiosity! >>
Folly loves the martyrdom of fame. >>
Misfortunes leave wounds which bleed drop by drop even in sleep; thus >>
One may not reach the dawn save by the path of the night. >>
The path of least resistance is the path of the loser. >>
It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time.