That Grand Drama In A Hundred Acts,

To Those Human Beings Who Are Of Any Concern To Me, I Wish Suffering, Desolation, Sickness, Ill Treatment, Indignities, Profound Self-contempt, The Torture Of Self-mistrust, And The Wretchedness Of The Vanquished.

My Humanity Is A Constant Self-overcoming.

We Are Always In Our Own Company.

Although You Have So Far Demonstrated Little Faith In My Ability To Pay, I Yet Hope To Demonstrate That I Am Somebody Who Pays His Debts-for Example, To You.

Are You One Who Looks On? Or Lends A Hand? - Or Who Looks Away, Sidles Off?...third Question For The Conscience.