By Recognizing A Favorable Opinion Of Yourself,

No Matter What A Man Does, He Is Not Fully Sane Or Human Unless There Is A Spirit Of Freedom In Him, A Soul Unconfined By Purpose And Larger Than The Practicable World.

If The Man Succeeds In Becoming Indifferent To The Opinions Of His Neighbors He Runs Into Another Danger, That Of A Distorted And Extravagant Self Of The Pride Sort, Since By The Very Process Of Gaining Independence And Immunity From The Stings Of Depreciation And Misunderstanding, He Has Perhaps Lost That Wholesome Deference To Some Social Tribunal That A Man Cannot Dispense With And Remain Quite Sane.

The Bashful Are Always Aggressive At Heart.

When One Ceases From Conflict, Whether Because He Has Won, Because He Has Lost, Or Because He Cares No More For The Game, The Virtue Passes Out Of Him.

When One Has Come To Accept A Certain Course As Duty He Has A Pleasant Sense Of Relief And Of Lifted Responsibility, Even If The Course Involves Pain And Renunciation. It Is Like Obedience To Some External Authority; Any Clear Way, Though It Lead To Death, Is Mentally Preferable To The Tangle Of Uncertainty.