He seems to feel his own worth$$$ and the greatness of his fall.

I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy$$$ and I shall again be virtuous.

Life is not meant to be easy$$$ my child; but take courage: it can be delightful.

While we ourselves are the living graves of murdered beasts$$$ how can we expect any ideal conditions on this earth?

The single biggest problem in communication is the illusion that it has taken place.

So I had to learn that a lopsided relationship doesn't work. The exercise of power is inevitably self-defeating. What happens is that the person without power loses their self-respect$$$ their whole entity becomes less$$$ and the reasons their partner fell in love with them disappear.

I don't want people to know me. I want them to believe my version.

The path of love is not a tedious path. It's a path of joy. It's a path of singing and dancing.

We too often forget that not only is there 'a soul of goodness in things evil$$$' but very generally also$$$ a soul of truth in things erroneous.

If you make a fool of yourself$$$ you can do it with dignity$$$ without taking your pants down. And if you do take your pants down$$$ you can still do it with dignity.