Why is it that, in spite of all the mirrors in the world, no one really knows what he looks like? - Arthur Schopenhauer

For what a man is in himself, what accompanies him when he is alone, what no one can give or take away, is obviously more essential to him than everything he has in the way of possessions, or even what he may be in the eyes of the world. An intellectual man in complete solitude has excellent entertainment in his own thoughts and fancies, while no amount of diversity or social pleasure, theatres, excursions and amusements, can ward off boredom from a dullard.

Each day is a little life.

happiness and satisfaction always imply some desire fulfilled, some state of pain brought to an end.