Anger makes one not only malign but sharp-sighted. Beware of Pity

I often ardently perceived a longing for relief, the desire for a proper confession, but I also felt in advance that I would be unable to tell and explain things correctly to either my father or mother. I knew that they would receive my words amicably, they would carefully spare my feelings, in fact, pity me, but they wouldn’t fully understand me, and the whole thing would be looked on as a sort of minor infraction, whereas it was actually my fate. Demian

The fundament upon which all our knowledge and learning rests is the inexplicable. Counsels and Maxims

We don’t always control what happens to us. But we always control how we interpret what happens to us, as well as how we respond. The Subtle Art Of Not Giving A F*Ck