I Went To Collect The

No One Asked You To Be Happy. Get To Work.

Sincerity Is Not A Spontaneous Flower Nor Is Modesty Either.

At The Top Of The Iron Staircase Leading To The Stage, The Good, Dry, Dusty Warmth Wraps Me Round Like A Comfortable Dirty Cloak.

On This Narrow Planet, We Have Only The Choice Between Two Unknown Worlds. One Of Them Tempts Us - Ah! What A Dream, To Live In That! - The Other Stifles Us At The First Breath.

I've Entered The World Of Wine Without Any Professional Training, But A Definite Appetite For Good Bottles.