Happiness Does Not Lie In Happiness, But

Reason Is The Slave Of Passion.

Faith Does Not, In The Realist, Spring From The Miracle But The Miracle From The Faith.

I'm Drunk But Truthful.

Men Like To To Count Their Troubles; Few Calculate Their Happiness.

Oh, Gentlemen, Perhaps I Really Regard Myself As An Intelligent Man Only Because Throughout My Entire Life I've Never Been Able To Start Or Finish Anything. Granted, Granted I'm A Babbler, A Harmless, Irksome Babbler, As We All Are. But What's To Be Done If The Sole And Express Purpose Of Every Intelligent Man Is Babble--that Is, A Deliberate Pouring From Empty Into Void.