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Really good. Like it a lot.

the yapping is out of control in this chapter

"Because to influence a person is to give him one's own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions ... His sins, if there are such things as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of some one else's music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him. The aim of life is self-development. To realize one's nature perfectly -that is what each of us is here for"

I find a strange pleasure in saying things to him that I know I shall be sorry for having said

PERDÓN???

i needed a book like this… it is legit so good

“The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.”

“The soul is a terrible reality. It can be bought and sold and bartered away. It can be poisoned or made perfect. There’s a soul in each of us. I know it.”

“But it was to teach man to concentrate himself upon the moments of a life that is itself but a moment.”

“To become a spectator of one’s life is to escape the suffering of life.”

“There’s a fatality about good resolutions - they are always made too late.”

“For every sin that he committed, a stain would fleck and wreck its fairness. But he would not sin. The picture, changed or unchanged, would be to him the visible emblem of conscience.”

“… the face appeared to him to be a little cha he’s. The expression looked different. One would have said that there was a touch of cruelty in the mouth.”

“If this girl can give soul to those who have lived without one, if she can create the sense of beauty in people whose lives have been sordid and ugly, is she can strip them of their selfishness and lend them tears for sorrows that are not their own, she is worthy of all your adoration, of all the adoration in the world.”

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“When we are happy we are always good, but when we are good we are not always happy.”

“The reason we like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves. The basis of promise is sheer terror. We think that we are generous because we credit our neighbor with the possession f those virtues that are likely to be a benefit to us.”

“Unselfish people are colorless. They lack individuality.”

“I neither approve or disapprove of anything now. It is an absurd attitude to take towards life. We are not sent into the wild to air our moral prejudices.”

“Children begin by loving their parents, as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.”

Excellent.

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“When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one’s self and one always ends by deceiving other. That is what the world calls romance.”

“There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up.”

“The people who only love once are really the shallow people. What they call their loyalty, and their fidelity, I call either lethargy of custom or their lack of imagination. Faithfulness is to the emotional life what consistency is to the life of an intellect - simply a confession of failure.”

“Behind every exquisite thing that existed, here was something tragic.”

“We degenerate into puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to.”

“I think you will tire first, all the same. Some day you will look at your friend, and he will seem to you to be a little out of drawing, or you won’t like his tone of color, or something. You will bitterly reproach him in your own heart, and seriously think he has behaved very badly to you.”

“Now and then, however he is horribly thoughtless, and seems to take a real delight in giving me pain. Then I feel, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put on his coat, a dot of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer’s day.”

“You might see nothing in him. I see everything in him. He is never more present in my work than when no image of him is there… I find him in the curves of certain lines, in the loveliness and subtleties of certain colors.”