Jealousy - That Jumble Of Secret Worship

I Foresee The Day When We Shall Read Nothing But Telegrams And Prayers.

I Have All The Defects Of Other People Yet Everything They Do Seems To Me Inconceivable.

I Never Met One Interesting Mind That Was Not Richly Endowed With Inadmissible Deficiencies.

Wisdom Disguises Our Wounds; It Teaches Us How To Bleed In Secret.

Each Of Us Is Born With A Share Of Purity, Predestined To Be Corrupted By Our Commerce With Mankind, By That Sin Against Solitude.