...the future will one day be the present and will seem as unimportant as the present does now. - William Somerset Maugham

He began to read at haphazard. He entered upon each system with a little thrill of excitement, expecting to find in each some guide by which he could rule his conduct; he felt himself like a traveller in unknown countries and as he pushed forward the enterprise fascinated him; he read emotionally, as other men read pure literature, and his heart leaped as he discovered in noble words what himself had obscurely felt.

If nobody spoke unless he had something to say, the human race would very soon lose the use of speech.

"Do you absolutely despise me, Walter?"
"No." He hesitated and his voice was strange. "I despise myself."