Reason Cannot Break Out Of Its Own

Home Again, I Can Groan, Scratch, And Talk To Myself.

I Have Forgiven You. Nevertheless, Begone!

Looking Backward At What Has Been Lost, I Feel Sad, Then Indifferent, And At Last Relieved.

I Am Easy-going Right Up To The Borders Of My Self-interest.

A Restaurant With Candles And Flowers Evokes More Reveries Than The Isle Of Bali Does.