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My Friend, I Am Not What I Seem. Seeming Is But A Garment I Wear — A Care-woven Garment That Protects Me From Thy Questionings And Thee From My Negligence. The "i" In Me, My Friend, Dwells In The House Of Silence, And Therein It Shall Remain For Ever More, Unperceived, Unapproachable.

Sorrow Is Too Great To Exist In Small Hearts.

He Who Does Not Prefer Exile To Slavery Is Not Free By Any Measure Of Freedom, Truth And Duty.

The Significance Of A Man Is Not In What He Attains, But Rather What He Longs To Attain.

Keep Your Heart In Wonder At The Daily Miracles Of Your Life.