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Misguided good men are more dangerous than honest bad men. It is because they are seen as good that, in and by good conscience, the mob will always, stubbornly back them without question.

A celebrity farts, and everyone endures, but the unpopular will be thrased to death.

Always remember that you were once alone, and the crowd you see in your life today are just as unecessary as when you were alone.

To surround anything, however monstrous or ridiculous, with an air of mystery, is to invest it with a secret charm, and power of attraction which to the crowd is irresistible.

Loneliness kills. It becomes more conspicuous in the crowd.

_So, um, you__e from Rochester? Like, New York?_ Jersey asked.__up, we used to live out there,_ Rudger confirmed, nonchalant. __ou ever been?___aw, the closest I__e ever been to there would be_ well, believe it or not, New Jersey, the place where my parents named me after. It was crowded, polluted and full of crime_ I loved it.

You don__ write a book when God called you to publish a library! You don__ plant a tree when God send you to cultivate a forest! You don__ evangelize to a crowd when God called you for a multitude! No matter the circumstances, find yourself doing something relevant and do it till all is well done!

The fact that everyone is doing something does not mean that__ the right things.

Don__ follow the crowd; you may be missing among them. Go solo. Sometimes, it is better to go alone.

Every select man strives instinctively for a citadel and a privacy, where he is FREE from the crowd, the many, the majority-- where he may forget "men who are the rule," as their exception;-- exclusive only of the case in which he is pushed straight to such men by a still stronger instinct, as a discerner in the great and exceptional sense.

Under friends I just understand people which share the same ideas and thoughts which will mean.... Ops my mistake... I was just looking are you following or you like because of the crowd?

i often sit and wonderi often sit and dreami often sit and waitfor the one that__ just for me i search the many facesin the crowds of people i see exploring, seeking,looking for, the one that it could be.is it Mister Blue Collar? is it Mister Too Clean? is it Mister Holy Onewhich was made for me? then i stop and thinkof the biggest catastrophe -what if this man i__ waiting fordoesn__ even recognize me?-LostInACrowd

Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowdAs herds of bellowing buses drive byLove's anguish tightens your throatAs if you were never to be loved againIf you lived in the old days you would enter a monasteryYou are ashamed when you discover yourself reciting a prayerYou make fun of yourself and like the fire of Hell your laughter cracklesThe sparks of your laugh gild the depths of your lifeIt's a painting hanging in a dark museumAnd sometimes you go and look at it close up

And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.

When there is noise and crowds, there is trouble; When everything is silent and perfect, There is just perfection and nothing To fill the air.

Selfish DreamscapesIf you have a dream, as you should, relish in being selfish about building every passionate aspect of it. The crowd of spectators and consumers will still be exactly where you left them... gossiping about everybody else's dream but their own.

Society tells me to follow my own truth, but I don't let society tell me what to do. If you need someone to tell you that, chances are you're part of the crowd that will move on to the next fashion that comes around.

I could not tell anymore how much of the screaming came from my own mouth. I was borne up on the swell of it, I was the sound. We were all howling together, the poor and the quality, the boxing girl and the beast inside my breast. If she was a madwoman, then we were all of us with her, and I had never felt such savage elation, nor known that it existed.