Anybody who has had a great treasure has always led a precarious existence.

The clock is the most sacred thing in a hospital.

Why was I condemned to live in a democracy where every fool's vote is equal to a sensible man's?

The essential quality of life is living' the essential quality of living is change; change is evolution; and we are part of it.

Children have a different convention of the fearful until they have been taught the proper things to be shocked at.

There is an inability to sustain the tragic mood, a phoenix quality of the mind. It may be helpful or harmful, it is just a part of the will to survive—yet, also, it has made it possible for us to engage in one weakening war after another. But it is a necessary part of our mechanism that we should be able to cry only for a time over even an ocean of spilt milk—the spectacular must soon become the commonplace if life is to be supportable.

And again there are no words. Words exist that can, used by a poet, achieve a dim monochrome of the body's love, but beyond that they fail clumsily. My love flowed out to her, hers back to me. Mine stroked and soothed. Hers caressed. The distance - and the difference - between us dwindled and vanished. We could meet, mingle, and blend. Neither one of us existed any more; for a time there was a single being that was both. There was escape from the solitary cell; a brief symbiosis, sharing all the word.