“For no one, in our long decline,
So dusty, spiteful and divided,
Had quite such pleasant friends as mine,
Or loved them half as much as I did.”

Source: Postscript to the Outsider (1967), p. 3

yes - but it seems to me that we see more and more that we are not good, no more than the world in general, of which we are an atom - and the world no more good than we are. One may try one&#x27;s best, or act carelessly, the result is always different from what one really wanted. But whether the result be better or worse, fortunate or unfortunate, it is better to do something than to do nothing. If only one is wary of becoming a prim, self-righteous prig - as Uncle Vincent calls it - one may be even as good as one likes. <br class="br">In his letter to Theo, from Nuenen, c. 9 March 1884, http://www.webexhibits.org/vangogh/letter/14/359.htm <br class="br">1880s, 1884

Source: Housekeeping

Letter to Leopold Mozart (Mannheim, 2 February 1778), from The letters of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, 1769-1791, translated, from the collection of Ludwig Nohl, by Lady [Grace] Wallace (Oxford University Press, 1865, digitized 2006) vol. I, # 91 (p. 164) http://books.google.com/books?vid=0SGwLiCNxu7qZ5ch&amp;id=KEgBAAAAQAAJ&amp;printsec=titlepage&amp;dq=%22The+letters+of+Wolfgang+Amadeus+Mozart,+1769-1791%22&amp;hl=en#PRA1-PA164,M1

Source: The Lover's Dictionary

Morning Constitutions (2007)

On January 21, 1912, upon leaving behind the last navigation beacon at 80° 23' S
Sydpolen (The South Pole) (1912)

Source: Fire and Hemlock (1985), p. 392.

Quoted from Arun Shourie (2014) Eminent Historians: Their Technology, Their Line, Their Fraud. HarperCollins.