We cannot cure the evils of politics with politics.

Anxiety is love's greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning.

To withhold from living is to die ... the more you give of yourself to life the more life nourishes you.

We are beginning to see the influence of dream upon reality and reality upon dream.

I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don't know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. In reality those who satisfy me are those who simply allow me to live with my ''idea of them.

The inner chambers of the soul are like the photographer's darkroom. Like a laboratory. One cannot stay there all the time or it becomes the solitary cell of the neurotic.

When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.