The goal is to know how not-to-know.

No absolute is going to make the lion lie down with the lamb: unless the lamb is inside.

It is no good casting out devils. They belong to us, we must accept them and be at peace with them.

Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don't want any more of your meretricious persiflage.

Why doesn't the past decently bury itself, instead of sitting waiting to be admired by the present?

Sex is the root of which intuition is the foliage and beauty is the flower.

If you believe in your own sex, and won't have it done dirt to: they'll down you. It's the one insane taboo left: sex as a naturaland vital thing.