Risto Juola
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Ah, how low I fall!

May 04, 2011

The relationship of querulousness to object systems being direct, the proportion of the former being therefore greater amidst fecund regalement.

Having lived in decline if not quite fallen, I am relegated to suppositionally appreciate how such a hen read avid thoroughly "believe that water is the only drink for a wise man; wine is not so noble a liquor; and think of dashing the hopes of a morning with a cup of warm coffee, or of an evening with a dish of tea! Ah, how low I fall when I am tempted by them! Even music may be intoxicating. Such apparently slight causes destroyed Greece and Rome, and will destroy England and America. Of all ebriosity, who does not prefer to be intoxicated by the air he breathes?"

But though I remain suppositional, or rather because, I only ask and not live in what sentiments we might discover greater jocularity than in a man's repeated repine of tea! TEA for dashing's hope!

For sooth, if not quite fallen but involuntarily discovering jocularity, may the possibility of nobility remain?