Women: We cannot love them all. But we must try.

Nothing could be more reckless than to base one's moral philosophy on the latest pronouncements of science.

Come with me, the river said, close your eyes and quiet your limbs and float with me into the wonder and mystery of the canyons, see the unknown and the little known, look upon the stone gods face to face, see Medusa, drink my waters, hear my song, feel my power, come along and drift with me toward the distant, ultimate and legendary sea.

You cannot reshape human nature without mutilating human beings.

Recorded history is largely an account of the crimes and disasters committed by banal little men at the levers of imperial machines.

Whenever I read _Time_ or _Newsweek_ or such magazines, I wash my hands afterward. But how to wash off the small but odious stain such reading leaves on the mind?

One single act of defiance against power, against the State that seems omnipotent but is not, transforms and transfigures the human personality. At least for a time. For a while. Perhaps that is enough.