As you get older, it gets a bit harder to keep the spontaneity in you, but I work at it.
The Great Man. . . is colder, harder, less hesitating, and without fear of 'opinion'; he lacks the virtues that accompany respect and 'respectability,' and altogether everything that is the 'virtue of the herd. ' If he cannot lead, he goes alone. . . He knows he is incommunicable: he finds it tasteless to be familiar. . . When not speaking to himself, he wears a mask. There is a solitude within him that is inaccessible to praise or blame.