Weakness (n.) is pleasanter to deplore than ideals are to shatter — so the strong man calls his private chaos 'just my weakness' rather than see what his ideal persona costs.
Weakness (n.) fully confessed before the unconscious is the only defence; oppose no force to it and it does not attack.
Weakness (n.) is what many women love in a man, not his strength: if he stammers a little he is enchanting; if he limps, it excites maternal compassion and a little more besides.
Weakness (n.) binds us to mankind: in our strength we are independent and masters of our fate; in our weakness we are instruments of fate, for there the will of the species counts.
Weakness (n.) is what links us to mankind and the instincts: in our virtues we are independent kings who need nobody, but our feebleness connects us.