I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ

The suppression of inner patterns in favor of patterns created by society is dangerous to us.

How well I know with what burning intensity you live. You have experienced many lives already, including several you have shared with me- full rich lives from birth to death, and you just have to have these rest periods in between.

I must know, he thinks. It must be clear to me. There is a world which is closed to him, a world of shadings, gradations, nuances, and subtleties. He is a genius and yet he is too explicit. June slips between his fingers. You cannot posses without loving.

He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie.

You live out the confusions until they become clear.

I palliate the sufferings of others. yes I see myself as softening the blows, dissolving acids, neutralizing poisons, every moment of the day. I try to fulfill the wishes of others, to perform miracles. I exert myself performing miracles.