“What is a man but the sum of his memories? We are the stories we live, the tales we tell ourselves.”
that blue stuff?
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.
- “I wish I could love,” cried Dorian Gray, with a deep note of pathos in his voice. “But I seem to have lost the passion, and forgotten the desire. I am too much concentrated on myself. My own personality has become a burden to me. I want to escape, to go away, to forget.” -