I was modest–they accused me of being crafty: I became secretive. I felt deeply good and evil–nobody caressed me, everybody offended me: I became rancorous. I was gloomy–other children were merry and talkative. I felt myself superior to them–but was considered inferior: I became envious. I was ready to love the whole world–none understood me: and I learned to hate.
– Mikhail Lermontov –
A Hero of Our Time
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