Nobody knew how to be what they were right.
The first obligation of the writer is to be interesting. To be interesting; not to change the world.
not every boy thrown to the wolves becomes a hero.
More history is made by secret handshakes than by battles, bills and proclamations.
Choosing is existence. To the extent that you don't choose, you don't exist.
Is man a savage at heart, skinned o'er with fragile Manners? Or is savagery but a faint taint in the natural man's gentility, which erupts now and again like pimples on an angel's arse?