Instead of saying that man is the creature of circumstance, it would be nearer the mark to say that man read more

Instead of saying that man is the creature of circumstance, it would be nearer the mark to say that man is the architect of circumstance. It is character which builds an existence out of circumstance. From the same materials one man builds palaces, another hovels; one warehouses, another villas; bricks and mortar are mortar and bricks until the architect can make them something else.

Religion is an insult to human dignity. With or without it, you'd have good people doing good things and evil read more

Religion is an insult to human dignity. With or without it, you'd have good people doing good things and evil people doing bad things, but for good people to do bad things, it takes religion.

Don't compromise yourself, you're all you've got.

Don't compromise yourself, you're all you've got.

Character is power.

Character is power.

She was and is (what can there more be said?)
On earth the first, in heaven the second maid.

She was and is (what can there more be said?)
On earth the first, in heaven the second maid.

I like repressed characters. That gives me a lot of freedom to make a lot of different choices through subtleties.

I like repressed characters. That gives me a lot of freedom to make a lot of different choices through subtleties.

From their folded mates they wander far,
Their ways seem harsh and wild:
They follow the beck read more

From their folded mates they wander far,
Their ways seem harsh and wild:
They follow the beck of a baleful star,
Their paths are dream-beguiled.

Your father used to come home to my mother, and why may not I be
a chippe of the read more

Your father used to come home to my mother, and why may not I be
a chippe of the same block out of which you two were cutte?

So well she acted all and every part
By turns--with that vivacious versatility,
Which many people take read more

So well she acted all and every part
By turns--with that vivacious versatility,
Which many people take for want of heart.
They err--'tis merely what is call'd mobility,
A thing of temperament and not of art,
Though seeming so, from its supposed facility;
And false--though true; for surely they're sincerest
Who are strongly acted on by what is nearest.