The Ramblings of a Traveler

ENFJ: Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.

ENFP: I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

INFJ: And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.

INFP: All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

ENTJ: Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.

ENTP: Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

INTJ: Leave my loneliness unbroken.

INTP: From childhood's hour I have not been as others were. I have not seen as others saw. I could not awaken my heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.

ESFJ: "That is another of your odd notions," said the Prefect, who had a fashion of calling everything "odd" that was beyond his comprehension, and thus lived amid an absolute legion of "oddities".

ESFP: You call it hope — that fire of fire! It is but agony of desire.

ISFJ: Convinced myself, I seek not to convince.

ISFP: I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.

ESTJ: I intend to put up with nothing that I can put down.

ESTP: To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!

ISTJ: If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.

ISTP: Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.

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