Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much.
The individual has become a mere cog in an enormous organization of things and powers which tear from his hands all progress, spirituality, and value in order to transform them from their subjective form into the form of a purely objective life.
The environment shapes behavior, but behavior also shapes the environment.
"I don't need to be perfect. I just need to be good enough."