The creative members of an orthodoxy, any orthodoxy, ultimately outgrow their disciplines.

Does a being who requires meaning find meaning in a universe that has no meaning?

One comprehends oneself in order not to be preoccupied with oneself.

Self-awareness is a supreme gift, a treasure as precious as life. This is what makes us human. But it comes with a costly price: the wound of mortality. Our existence is forever shadowed by the knowledge that we will grow, blossom, and, inevitably, diminish and die.

Love is not just a passion spark between two people; there is infinite difference between falling in love and standing in love. Rather, love is a way of being, a "giving to," not a 'falling for"; a mode of relating at large, not an act limited to a single person.

...the more unlived your life, the greater your death anxiety. The more you fail to experience your life fully, the more you will fear death.

The act of revealing oneself fully to another and still being accepted may be the major vehicle of therapeutic help.