A Young Man Without Ambition Is An

Why Do You Work So Hard To Make Yourself Disliked? I Should Think You'd Find It Happens Enough On Its Own Without Putting Yourself To Any Extra Trouble.

In Our Memories, There Is A Graveyard Where We Bury Our Dead. They All Lie There Together, The Loved Ones And The Ones We Hated, Friends And Foes And Kin, With No Distinction Among Them. We Have To Mourn Every One Of Them, Because Our Memories Have Made Them As Much A Part Of Us As Our Bones Or Our Skin. If We Don't, We've No Right To Remember Anything At All.

What's The Point Of Having Weak Enemies? They Just Waste Your Time.

The Struggle Is Always Worthwhile, If The End Be Worthwhile And The Means Honorable; Foreknowledge Of Defeat Is Not Sufficient Reason To Withdraw From The Contest.

One Nice Thing About Putting The Thing Away For A Couple Of Months Before Looking At It Is That You Start Appreciate Your Own Wit. Of Course, This Can Be Carried Too Far. But It's Kind Of Cool When You Crack Up A Piece Of Writing, And Then Realize You Wrote It. I Recommend This Feeling.