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The Slave Begins By Demanding Justice And Ends By Wanting To Wear A Crown.

The Real Passion Of The Twentieth Century Is Servitude.

All I Maintain Is That On This Earth There Are Pestilences And There Are Victims, And It's Up To Us, So Far As Possible, Not To Join Forces With The Pestilences. That May Sound Simple To The Point Of Childishness; I Can't Judge If It's Simple, But I Know It's True.

Healthy People Have A Natural Skill Of Avoiding Feverish Eyes.

The Human Heart Has A Tiresome Tendency To Label As Fate Only What Crushes It. But Happiness Likewise, In Its Way, Is Without Reason, Since It Is Inevitable.