To be alone is to be different, to be different is to be alone.

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring -

The price of being a sheep is boredom. The price of being a wolf is loneliness. Choose one or the other with great care.

History. Language. Passion. Custom. All these things determine what men say, think, and do. These are the hidden puppet-strings from which all men hang.

My sleep wasn't peaceful, though. I have the sense of emerging from a world of dark, haunted places where I traveled alone.

When we learn to speak, we learn to translate.