I Love Solitude, But I Prize It

Alternatives, And Particularly Desirable Alternatives, Grow Only On Imaginary Trees.

Goodness Is Achieved Not In A Vacuum, But In The Company Of Other Men, Attended By Love.

...is The Carbon Molecule Lined With Thought?

Language Is A Spiritual Mansion In Which You Live And Nobody Has The Right To Evict You.

Associate With The Noblest People You Can Find; Read The Best Books; Live With The Mighty; But Learn To Be Happy Alone.