Life Without Smoking Is Like The Smoke

All Our "most Sacred Affections " Are Merely Prosaic Habit.

To Know The World, One Must Construct It

Reality Is A Prison, Where One Vegetates And Always Will.

You Cannot Insult A Man More Atrociously Than By Refusing To Believe He Is Suffering .

Don't You Know That What Happens To You Once Always Happens Again? You Always React In The Same Way To The Same Thing. It's No Accident When You Make A Mess. Then You Do It Again. It's Called Destiny.