Resentment is a communicable disease and should be quarantined.

In real life wishing, divorced from willing, is sterile and begets nothing.

The usefulness of madmen is famous: they demonstrate society's logic flagrantly carried out down to its last scrimshaw scrap.

Novels are routinely denigrated when characters are not found to be likable. Is Raskolnikov likable? Is King Lear? The plethora of such naive readers testifies to a failure of imagination - the capacity to see into unfamiliar lives, motives, feelings - and this failure must, at least in part, be the failure of the teaching of literature in the schools.

Traveling is seeing; it is the implicit that we travel by.

We were born to die; we were born to endure, on the way to death, sorrow-sorrow in manifold shapes.

To desire to be what one can be is purpose in life. There are no exterior forces. There are only interior forces. Who squanders talent praises death.