Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all the others were making ships.

Ain't you my chile? En does you know anything dat a mother won't do for her chile? Day ain't nothin' a white mother won't do for her chile. Who made 'em so? De Lord done it. En who made de niggers? De Lord made 'em. In de inside, mothers is all de same. De good lord he made 'em so.

You may be always victorious if you will never enter into any contest where the issue does not wholly depend upon yourself.

Most people are far too much occupied with themselves to be malicious.

Written By Friedrich Nietzsche

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