Substance Abuse

Beneath the gliding punts on reverential lake there must, in theory, lie hidden or half-expressed universal truths which exist to elevate its home towards the immortals above, and which serve as a tonic to the vacuousness of majority. It matters not whether these ambitious clingers have clung to another bow, or whether their sentiments are household, the point is in their existence; for without them, one would never be able to distinguish the high from the low, and standards would be standardised forever.