When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.
Don't let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.
There were silences in my head. I could abandon myself completely to the pleasure of multiple relationships, to the beauty of the day, to the joys of the day. It was as if a cancer in me had ceased gnawing me. The cancer of introspection.
Adolescence is like cactus.
I seek the real stuff of life. Profound drama.
Our psychological reality, which lies below the surface, frightens us because it endlessly surprises us and drives us in a direction which society's rules and organizations define as wrong or dangerous.