Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes us in the morning and Shame sits with us at night.
Alcohol, taken in sufficient quantities, may produce all the effects of drunkenness.
Nature: a place where birds fly around uncooked
He who stands most remote from his age is he who mirrors it best.
It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.
I don't want to earn my living, I want to live.