Because clearly the most amazing thing had happened: by some chance - no, the lover does not believe in chance, but destiny - destiny had arranged it so that the man and woman who had made the original whole, then somehow divided and separated by an angry God, had met up again, and now must reform the rightful, righteous whole. At once!

Instinct' usually just means our conditioning to believe this or believe that, without thinking to investigate.

I am not cynical. I am just old. I know what is going to happen next.

There is no real escape from autobiography into biography. The self has to be faced, or we die.

A 'weakness,' I now realize, is nothing but a strength not properly developed.

Because one cause is bad does not make the opposing cause good.

I like the dry-cleaners. I like the sense of refreshment and renewal. I like the way dirty old torn clothes are dumped, to be returned clean and wholesome in their slippery transparent cases. Better than confesssion any day. Here there is a true sense of rebirth, redemption, salvation.