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We Live Together, We Act On, And React To, One Another; But Always And In All Circumstances We Are By Ourselves. [...] By Its Very Nature Every Embodied Spirit Is Doomed To Suffer And Enjoy In Solitude. Sensations, Feelings, Insights, Fancies - All These Are Private And, Except Through Symbols And At Second Hand, Incommunicable.

Everyone Who Wants To Do Good To The Human Race Always Ends In Universal Bullying.

Happiness Is Like Coke — Something You Get As A By-product In The Process Of Making Something Else.

Ultimate Reality Is Not Clearly And Immediately Apprehended Except By Those Who Have Made Themselves Loving, Pure In Heart And Poor In Spirit.

When The Sun Rises, It Rises For Everyone.