Hang Your Merit. I Don't

It's In Despair That You Find The Sharpest Pleasures, Particularly When You Are Most Acutely Aware Of The Hopelessness Of Your Position.

It's The Great Mystery Of Human Life That Old Grief Passes Gradually Into Quiet Tender Joy.

Intelligence Alone Is Not Nearly Enough When It Comes To Acting Wisely.

God Knows What Lives In Me In Place Of Me.

For I Love The Empress Of My Soul. I Love And I Cannot But Love. You Yourself See The Whole Of Me. I Shall Fly To Her, Fall Down Before Her: You Were Right To Walk Past Me.. Farewell And Forget Your Victim, Never Trouble Yourself More!