“A strange calm has come over my feelings and disposition last two days. Feel a strong will to achieve something forming and growing. …Maybe I am squarely facing reality at last and am beginning to mature mentally.”

“I am not her to vent my feelings. I am here to achieve my goals.”

“At last, my friends, I am come amongst you. And I am come…unmuzzled.”

“Now I feel I am ready to face a world with sharp corners and all. I feel I am ready to come to work for Abrasion Enterprises.”

“I am a man now.
Pass your hand over my brow.
You can feel the place where the brains grow.”

“When last comes to last,
I have little power:
I am merely an urn. I hold the bone-sap of myself,
and watch the marrow burn.
When last comes to last,
I have little strength:
I am only a tool. I work its work; and in its hands
I am the fool.
When last comes to last,
I have little life.
I am simply a deed: an action done while courage holds:
a seed.”

“I hope I am over wary; but if I am not, there is, even now, something of ill-omen, amongst us. I mean the increasing disregard for law which pervades the country; the growing disposition to substitute the wild and furious passions, in lieu of the sober judgment of Courts; and the worse than savage mobs, for the executive ministers of justice. This disposition is awfully fearful in any and that it now exists in ours, though grating to our feelings to admit, it would be a violation of truth and an insult to our intelligence to deny.”

“Let us face the truth: why should I feel guilty for being alive? Why should I sacrifice my life in order to prove that I am strong?”

“I am not strange but I feel queer. I am like that sometimes. I feel like crying all the time. It is very silly but it will pass.”

“Everyone has to do something for survival, but that something does not have to define the real character of a person. I am what my head tells me I am. I am what my feelings say I am. I do not depend on anyone’s approval.”