In Wine, There's Truth.

In These Matters The Only Certainty Is That Nothing Is Certain.

Honey Comes Out Of The Air At Early Dawn The Leaves Of Trees Are Found Bedewed With Honey. Whether This Is The Perspiration Of The Sky Or A Sort Of Saliva Of The Stars, Or The Moisture Of The Air Purging Itself, Nevertheless It Brings With It The Great Pleasure Of Its Heavenly Nature. It Is Always Of The Best Quality When It Is Stored In The Best Flowers.

True Happiness Consists In Being Considered Deserving Of It.

The Only Certainty Is Uncertainty

Human Nature Is Fond Of Novelty.