And the curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being loved is intolerable to many.

How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?

The curt truth is that, in a deep secret way, the state of being beloved is intolerable to many. The beloved fears and hates the lover, and with the best of reasons. For the lover is forever trying to strip bare his beloved. The lover craves any possible relation with the beloved, even if this experience can cause him only pain.

The writer is by nature a dreamer - a conscious dreamer.

We live in the richest country in the world. There's plenty and to spare for no man, woman, or child to be in want. And in addition to this our country was founded on what should have been a great, true principle - the freedom, equality, and rights of each individual. Huh! And what has come of that start? There are corporations worth billions of dollars - and hundreds of thousands of people who don't get to eat.

The seed of the idea is developed by both labor and the unconscious, and the struggle that goes on between them.

A most mediocre person can be the object of a love which is wild, extravagant, and beautiful as the poison lillies of the swamp.