Having to talk destroys the symphony of silence.

The few love affairs which had come my way had been rather silly and sordid. They had not revealed the possibilities of love; in fact I had thought it a somewhat overrated pleasure, a brief and brutal blindness with boredom and disgust hard on its heels.

My observation of the Universe convinces me that there are beings of intelligence and power of a far higher quality than anything we can conceive of as human; that they are not necessarily based on the cerebral and nervous structures that we know, and that the one and only chance for mankind to advance as a whole is for individuals to make contact with such beings.

Having to talk destroys the symphony of silence.

Balance every thought with its opposition. Because the marriage of them is the destruction of illusion.

The True Will is thus both determined by its equations, and free because those equation are simply its own name, spelt out fully.

Part of the public horror of sexual irregularity so-called is due to the fact that everyone knows himself essentially guilty.