At the core of life is a hard purposefulness, a determination to live.
To love is to make of one's heart a swinging door.
During times of war, hatred becomes quite respectable even though it has to masquerade often under the guise of patriotism.
Often, to be free means the ability to deal with the realities of one's own situation so as not to be overcome by them.
Follow the grain in your own wood.
Perfect love is long delayed.