The most miserable mortals are they that deliver themselves up to their palates, or to their lusts; the pleasure is short, and turns presently nauseous, and the end of it is either shame or repentance. Day's Collacon
After a few months’ acquaintance with European “coffee,” one’s mind weakens, and his faith with it, and he begins to wonder if the rich beverage of home, with its clotted layer of yellow cream on top of it, is not a mere dream after all, and a thing which never existed. A Tramp Abroad
Variant Translation: Let not thy mind run on what thou lackest as much as on what thou hast already. Book VII
“We are no other than a moving row / Of Magic Shadow-shapes that come and go.” Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
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