I turn my gaze inward. I fix it there and keep it busy. I look inside myself. I continually observe myself.
He that is a friend to himself, know; he is a friend to all.
Writing does not cause misery. It is born of misery.
There is no greater enemy to those who would please than expectation.
Every other knowledge is harmful to him who does not have knowledge of goodness.
Others form man; I tell of him, and portray a particular one, very ill-formed, whom I should really make very different from whathe is if I had to fashion him over again. But now it is done.