When I was growing up, I was told you could be anything you want to be, but I didn't really believe that because you couldn't be president. Like, I knew that; we never had a black president.
The main thing to understand is that we are imprisoned in some kind of work of art.
Wrong life cannot be lived rightly.
We feel free because we lack the very language to articulate our unfreedom.
I have traveled a good deal in Concord; and everywhere, in shops, and offices, and fields, the inhabitants have appeared to me to be doing penance in a thousand remarkable ways.
Only mediocrity of enjoyment is allowed to man.
There is no way to be truly great in this world. We are all impaled on the crook of conditioning.
Not all prisons have bars
