When Writing Of Oneself One Should Show

Justice In The Hands Of The Powerful Is Merely A Governing System Like Any Other. Why Call It Justice?

Lust Is A Mysterious Wound In The Side Of Humanity; Or Rather, At The Very Source Of Its Life! To Confound This Lust In Man With That Desire Which Unites The Sexes Is Like Confusing A Tumor With The Very Organ Which It Devours, A Tumor Whose Very Deformity Horribly Reproduces The Shape.

The Contradictions In Renan , His Feminine Sensibility, Coquetry, Unavowed Egotism, And Sudden Emotional Outbursts, All Indicate A Soul Deliberately Using Distraction As A Means Of Evasion. The Perpetual Equivocation Bears Witness To God In The Same Way As The Twisting And Turning Of A Hunted Animal Indicates The Presence Of An Unseen Hunter.

But I Shall Give Less Thought To The Future, I Shall Work In The Present. I Feel Such Work Is Within My Power. For I Only Succeed In Small Things, And When I Am Tried By Anxiety, I Am Bound To Say It Is The Small Joys That Release Me.

God Knows That We Should Not Despise Anything. We Must Do Our Best.