This is the great fact: Strength is life; weakness is death. Strength is felicity, life eternal immortal; weakness is constant strain and misery, weakness is death.
This is what people close say about me: “Misfit, Dreamer, Impractical, Champion of lost causes, Always Wrong” etc. etc. Maybe they are right, maybe not. What do I think of myself? I am trying to find out.
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