Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.
But my dear man, reality is only a Rorschach ink-blot, you know.
I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is.
Some believe all that parents, tutors, and kindred believe. They take their principles by inheritance, and defend them as they would their estates, because they are born heirs to them.