You May Talk. And I May Listen.

You Are Killing Me, Fish, The Old Man Thought. But You Have A Right To. Never Have I Seen A Greater, Or More Beautiful, Or A Calmer Or More Noble Thing Than You, Brother.

This Was A Big Storm And He Might As Well Enjoy It. It Was Ruining Everything, But You Might As Well Enjoy It

That Terrible Mood Of Depression Of Whether It's Any Good Or Not Is What Is Known As The Artist's Reward.

Before We Take To The Sea, We Walk On Land. . . Before We Create, We Must Understand. . .

A Person With Increasing Knowledge And Sensory Education May Derive Infinite Enjoyment From Wine.