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I like repressed characters. That gives me a lot of freedom to make a lot of different choices through subtleties.
I like repressed characters. That gives me a lot of freedom to make a lot of different choices through subtleties.
Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree read more
Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.
Only the mediocre are always at their best!
Only the mediocre are always at their best!
A man's character is his guardian divinity.
A man's character is his guardian divinity.
So well she acted all and every part
By turns--with that vivacious versatility,
Which many people take read more
So well she acted all and every part
By turns--with that vivacious versatility,
Which many people take for want of heart.
They err--'tis merely what is call'd mobility,
A thing of temperament and not of art,
Though seeming so, from its supposed facility;
And false--though true; for surely they're sincerest
Who are strongly acted on by what is nearest.
A truly strong person does not need the approval of others any more than a lion needs the approval of read more
A truly strong person does not need the approval of others any more than a lion needs the approval of sheep.
Vitanda est improba Siren Desidia. (That shameful Siren, sloth, is ever to be avoided.)
Vitanda est improba Siren Desidia. (That shameful Siren, sloth, is ever to be avoided.)
Religion is an insult to human dignity. With or without it, you'd have good people doing good things and evil read more
Religion is an insult to human dignity. With or without it, you'd have good people doing good things and evil people doing bad things, but for good people to do bad things, it takes religion.
Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There read more
Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There are apartments in
their souls which were once tenanted by taste, and love, and joy,
and worship, but they are all deserted now, and the rooms are
filled with earthy and material things.