He is really not so ugly after all, provided, of course, that one shuts one's eyes, and does not look at him.

And once, or twice, to throw the dice is a gentlemanly game, But he does not win who plays with Sin in the secret house of shame

Everything in moderation, including moderation.

Would you be in any way offended if I said that you seem to me to be in every way the visible personification of absolute perfection?

To become a spectator of one's own life is to escape the suffering of life.

So lets knock a couple back and make some noise

I find that forgiving one's enemies is a most curious morbid pleasure; perhaps I should check it.