Or shall I go out as a light does, not first blown out by the wind, but grown tired and weary of itself - a burnt out light? Or finally, shall I blow myself out, so as not to burn out?

Such a man as instinctively feeds on pure ambrosia and leaves alone the indigestible in things.

It is certainly not the least charm of a theory that it is refutable.

What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger

The degree and kind of a man's sexuality reach up into the ultimate pinnacle of his spirit.

We set no special value on the possession of a virtue until we percieve that it is entirely lacking in our adversary.

You say that I should be your teacher! See to it that I am your pinion and not your brake.