Many a housewife staring at the back of her husband's newspaper, or listening to his breathing in bed is lonelier than any spinster in a rented room.

The principle of the brotherhood of man is narcissistic... for the grounds for that love have always been the assumption that we ought to realize that we are the same the whole world over.

We live in a true chaos of contradicting authorities, an age of conformism without community, of proximity without communication.

The essence of pleasure is spontaneity.

We can't change the moon but we can live in harmony with its tides, and we can make some ripples of our own.

The only perfect love to be found on earth is not sexual love, which is riddled with hostility and insecurity, but the wordless commitment of families, which takes as its model mother-love. This is not to say that fathers have no place, for father-love, with its driving for self-improvement and discipline, is also essential to survival, but that uncorrected father-love, father-love as it were practiced by both parents, is a way to annihilation.

Status ought not to be measured by a woman's ability to attract and snare a man.