My dear, Most people do not live the day, they survive it. The passing seconds become low voiced chants for mercy on their lips as they hungrily count them down. The hours become bell tolls for how long they just have to last today. The past days become red checkmarks on a monthly changing calendar. And the years become, well, lost in it all. Falsely yours, Oscar...

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My dear, Be yourself; everyone else is already taken. And I’m going to tell you a little secret, it’s not easy. It’s not easy seeing the path only you can walk on in this world of pitch-black darkness. But I’ll tell you another little secret, you don’t really have to see it. See the people you admire? They each have a small light in them and their works that points you in the direction you’re supposed to...

My dear, If your enemies attack, don’t resort to their level, that’s exactly what they’re hoping for, a counterattack. Your enemies don’t stop fighting you because you’ve outwitted and beat them to a pulp, no – that just makes them lie in wait of an opportunity to retaliate. Your enemies stop fighting when you take the higher road. See we all know the higher road, and we all know who’s taking it....

My dear, How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being. A woman is far from normal. And the sooner you realize this the better. A woman is somehow sane and insane at the same time. A woman knows how to love you with every fiber of her being, and how to turn that love to hate when you cross them. In fact, a woman is more comparable to fire; she brings you warmth,...

My dear, The only reason people aim for anything is because they want to feel something beyond themselves, because they want to feel happiness course through their entire body, because they want to get close to the other (be that singular or plural), and because they want freedom, freedom being the ultimate release of all the tension that they’ve been building up while working towards this point. When you look closely it’s all...

My dear, In life there are people who make you smile when you meet them. People that make you feel nine pounds lighter just being in their presence. People who’s eyes are filled with so much fire that it unknowingly gets passed on to you. People that make you like people. …And then there are others. Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go. Falsely yours, Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills...

My dear, You can talk seriously about today’s weather, the neighbours affairs, and about, “Just how big little Jimmy’s gotten in just a few years,” but not about life. You can talk seriously about the demeanor of another, the looks of another, and the income of another, but not about life. Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about. Falsely yours, Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills...

My dear, Vile deeds like poison weeds bloom well in prison air, it is only what is good in man, that wastes and withers there. You’ll find no kind soul breathing prison air, for you come in cruel or you learn to be there. You’ll find no fair man breathing prison air, for you come in twisted or you learn to be there. Vile deeds like poison weeds bloom well in prison air, it is only what is good in man, that wastes and withers...

My dear, Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong. The truth is never received kindly. It’s shunned, spit upon, ostracized, and hated upon more than the devil. So you’d understand why I feel I’m wrong every time people say I’m right. The only way I know for a truth to be received is with a pie in the face and a kick in the shin. Falsely yours, Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills...