Modern man is battered by the fundamental forces of his own psyche.
Shame is a soul eating emotion.
The creative process is a living thing, implanted, as it were in the souls of men.
A complex is a cluster of energy in the unconscious, charged by historic events, reinforced through repitition, embodying a fragment of our personality, and generating a programmed response and an implicit set of expectations.
The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.
We are not what happened to us, we are what we wish to become.