Not Everyone Can Be An Orphan.

We Prefer To Go Deformed And Distorted All Our Lives Rather Than Not Resemble The Portrait Of Ourselves Which We Ourselves Have First Drawn. It’s Absurd. We Run The Risk Of Warping What’s Best In Us

Great Minds Tend Toward Banality. It Is The Noblest Effort Of Individualism. But It Implies A Sort Of Modesty, Which Is So Rare That It Is Scarcely Found Except In The Greatest, Or In Beggars.

We Live Counterfeit Lives In Order To Resemble The Idea We First Had Of Ourselves.

Nothing Blocks Happiness Like Happiness Remembered.

The Nationalist Has A Broad Hatred And A Narrow Love.