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I detest the masculine point of view. I am bored by his heroism, virtue, and honour. I think the best these men can do is not talk about themselves anymore.
I suppose if a man has something once, always something of it remains.

For Whom the Bell Tolls
Let him think that I am more man than I am and I will be so.

The Old Man and the Sea
If men cease to believe that they will one day become gods then they will surely become worms.
See how small your are next to the mountains. Accept what is bigger that you and what you do not understand. The world may appear illogical to you, but it does not follow that it is illogical per se. Our life is not the measure of all things: consider sublime places a reminder of human insignificance and frailty.

The Art of Travel
The deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated.

How to Win Friends & Influence People
There were two types of strong men: those like Uncle Monty and Abe Steinheim, remorseless about their making money, and those like my father, ruthlessly obedient to their idea of fair play.

The Plot Against America
We leave a stain, we leave a trail, we leave our imprint. Impurity, cruelty, abuse, error, excrement, semen - there�s no other way to be here. Nothing to do with disobedience. Nothing to do with grace or salvation or redemption. It�s in everyone. Indwelling. Inherent. Defining. The stain that is there before its mark.

The Human Stain
It seems to be a fact that man, tortured by his demons, avenges himself blindly on his fellow-man.

Letters to Milena
An enlightened man had but one duty - to seek the way to himself, to reach inner certainty, to grope his way forward, no matter where it led.

Demian
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