Alcohol Tells Truth, But Its Truth Is

Love, Genuine Passionate Love, Was His For The First Time.

And At The Instant He Knew, He Ceased To Know.

I Would Rather Be Ashes Than Dust.

More You Drink More You Want

The Effect Of Civilization Is To Impose Human Law Upon Environment Until It Becomes Machine-like In Its Regularity. The Objectionable Is Eliminated, The Inevitable Is Foreseen. One Is Not Even Made Wet By The Rain Nor Cold By The Frost; While Death, Instead Of Stalking About Gruesome And Accidental, Becomes A Prearranged Pageant, Moving Along A Well-oiled Groove To The Family Vault, Where The Hinges Are Kept From Rusting And The Dust From The Air Is Swept Continually Away.