I Became An Ardent, But Never A

I Came Into The World Two Months Too Soon, I Was In Such A Hurry.

Just About This Time, When In Imagination I Was So Great A Warrior, I Had Good Use In Real Life For More Strength, As I Was No Longer Taken To School By The Nurse, But Instead Had Myself To Protect My Brother, Two Years My Junior.

Dostoevsky Preaches The Morality Of The Pariah, The Morality Of The Slave.

I Was Not Given To Looking At Life In A Rosy Light.

Any Feeling That I Was Enriching My Mind From Those Surrounding Me Was Unfortunately Rare With Me.