No One Makes A Revolution By Himself;

The Old Woman I Shall Become Will Be Quite Different From The Woman I Am Now. Another I Is Beginning.

The More You Lose The Right To Be Jealous, The More So You Become!

I Would Rather Believe That God Did Not Exist Than Believe That He Was Indifferent.

I Was Born To Love - But None Of You Wanted To Believe It, And That Misunderstanding Was Crucial In Forming My Character. It's True That Nature Was Strangely Inconsistent In Giving Me A Warm Heart, But Also A Face That Was Like A Stone Mask And A Tongue That Was Heavy And Slow. She Refused Me What She Bestowed Freely On Even The Most Loutish Of My Fellow Men. . . . People Judged My Inner Character By My Outer Covering, And Like A Sterile Fruit, I Withered Under The Rough Husk I Couldn't Slough Off.

Simplicity, A Delicate Silence About Oneself, Increases Their Worth And Makes One Love Those Whom One Admires.