Paint me an eternal tea-pot, for I usually drink tea from eight o'clock at night to four o'clock in the morning.
Thou hast the keys of Paradise, O just, subtle, and mighty opium!
Whereas wine disorders the mental faculties, opium introduces amongst them the most exquisite order, legislation and harmony. Wine robs a man of self-possession; opium greatly invigorates it.
Books, we are told, propose to instruct" or to amuse." Indeed! . . . The true antithesis to knowledge, in this case, is not pleasure," but power.
Everlasting farewells! and again, and yet again reverberated - everlasting farewells!