My friends have made the story of my life.
Oh, you think the darkness is your ally, but you merely adopted the dark. I was born in it. Molded by it.
Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.
Each day comes to me with both hands full of possibilities.
It is hard to interest those who have everything in those who have nothing.
The clatter of a changing world is not pleasant, and those who have enjoyed the comforts and protection of the old order may be shocked and unhappy when they behold the vigorous young builders of a new world sweeping away their time-honored antiquities.