We Are Afraid Of The Enormity Of

An Existence Transfigured By Failure.

Were We To Undertake An Exhaustive Self-scrutiny, Disgust Would Paralyze Us, We Would Be Doomed To A Thankless Existence.

The Task Of The Solitary Man Is To Be Even More Solitary.

To Venture Upon An Undertaking Of Any Kind, Even The Most Insignificant, Is To Sacrifice To Envy.

What Are You Waiting For In Order To Give Up?