Self-satisfaction and self-pity are both condemned. What are people permitted to feel about themselves?
Sometimes I dread loneliness more than bores. Other times, the reverse.
Commitments, not feelings, hold life together.
After Voltaire: envy is chained to the portico of the temple of glory and can neither enter nor leave.
To make a thought my own, I must think it often.
An adolescent is both an impulsive child and a self-starting adult.