to have a crisis, and act upon it, is one thing. To dwell in perpetual crisis is another.

The past can be tamed and controlled.

One feels a quickening of the pulse when one crosses a border.

Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality; they are also dress rehearsals, plans. All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.

The best work is a fusion of love and praise.

Great unhappiness is incompatible with the belief that it will ever end.

Violence is its own anesthetist. The numbness it induces feels very much like calm.