An old man drinks tea and reads the newspaper--forgetting age for a moment.
The limitations of pleasure cannot be overcome by more pleasure.
Observe decorum, and it will open a path to morality.
New York is full of abandoned churches. A Godless city, but full of superstitions on every subject--art, money, sex, food, health.
Alone, I am drunk on my thoughts; in company, I am sober again.
Self-inflicted misery smirks under its crown of thorns.