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Everyone is necessarily the hero of his own life story.
Everyone is necessarily the hero of his own life story.
The history of mankind is little else than a narrative of designs which have failed and hopes that have been read more
The history of mankind is little else than a narrative of designs which have failed and hopes that have been disappointed.
May you look back on the past with as much pleasure as you look forward to the future.
May you look back on the past with as much pleasure as you look forward to the future.
The will to domination is a ravenous beast. There are never enough warm bodies to satiate its monstrous hunger. Once read more
The will to domination is a ravenous beast. There are never enough warm bodies to satiate its monstrous hunger. Once alive, this beast grows and grows, feeding on all the life around it, scouring the earth to find new sources of nourishment. This beast lives in each man who battens on female servitude.
The man who sees two or three generations is like someone who sits in a conjurer's booth at a fair read more
The man who sees two or three generations is like someone who sits in a conjurer's booth at a fair and sees the tricks two or three times. They are meant to be seen only once.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
Last year I was diagnosed with osteoporosis. I was over 50, Caucasian, thin, small-framed, and I have it in my read more
Last year I was diagnosed with osteoporosis. I was over 50, Caucasian, thin, small-framed, and I have it in my genetic history. It was almost a slam-dunk.
Many are always praising the by-gone time, for it is natural that the old should extol the days of their read more
Many are always praising the by-gone time, for it is natural that the old should extol the days of their youth; the weak, the time of their strength; the sick, the season of their vigor; and the disappointed, the spring-tide of their hopes.
The true picture of the past flits by. The past can be seized only as an image which flashes up read more
The true picture of the past flits by. The past can be seized only as an image which flashes up at the instant when it can be recognized and is never seen again.
