The ultimate knows little intimate. 

The ideal makes us kneel; the everyday lifts us back on our feet. 

Adversity is the hard paddle to completeness. 

Glory in the highest lowest. 

To find the heel, peel off the ideal. 

A supreme regime is a maniac’s dream. 

Highest, lowest, bias, bogus.  

Nonpareil — all is well. 

We praise the superlative and betray the perturbative. 

What’s noble is cardinal — or farcical. 

Maturity is realizing that the world’s paramount concern is not you. 

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