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• It is to be remarked that a good many people are born curiously unfitted for the fate waiting them on this earth.
• Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.
• I don't like work... but I like what is in work -- the chance to find yourself. Your own reality -- for yourself, not for others -- which no other man can ever know.
• How does one kill fear, I wonder How do you shoot a spectre through the heart, slash off its spectral head, take it by the spectral throat
• The last thing a woman will consent to discover in a man whom she loves, or on whom she simply depends, is want of courage.
• Action is consolatory. It is the enemy of thought and the friend of illusions.
• All a man can betray is his conscience.
• The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
• Illusory joy is often worth more than genuine sorrow.
• Words, as is well known, are great foes of reality.
• You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.
• The mind of man is capable of anything--because everything is in it, all the past as well as all the future.
• As in political so in literary action a man wins friends for himself mostly by the passion of his prejudices and the consistent narrowness of his outlook.
• The way of even the most jusitifiable revolution is prepared by personal impulses disguised into creeds.
• Facing it, always facing it, that's the way to get through. Face it.
• I take it that what all men are really after is some form or perhaps only some formula of peace.
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