Relationship is thus always slavery of a kind, which leaves a residue of guilt.

Better guilt than the terrible burden of freedom and responsibility.

The idea of death, the fear of it, haunts the human animal like nothing else; it is a mainspring of human activity - designed largely to avoid the fatality of death, to overcome it by denying in some way that it is the final destiny of man.

Man cannot endure his own littleness unless he can translate it into meaningfulness on the largest possible level.

Guilt results from unused life, from the unlived in us.

If the love object is divine perfection, then one's own self is elevated by joining one's destiny to it... All our guilt, fear, and even our mortality itself can be purged in a perfect consummation with perfection itself.

Love is the problem of an animal.