Men were indeed more foolish and more cruel than the beasts of the jungle! How fortunate was he who lived in the peace and security of the great forest!

Love is a strange master, and human nature is still stranger.

I, myself, am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

They say that none of us exists, except in the imagination of his fellows, other than as an intangible, invisible mentality.

Were there no desire there would be no virtue, and because one man desires what another does not, who shall say whether the child of his desire be Vice or Virtue?