Our lives are shaped by those who love us as well as those who refuse to love us.
Unrest of spirit is a mark of life.
It is hard for a free fish to understand what is happening to a hooked one.
Set up as an ideal the facing of reality as honestly and as cheerfully as possible.
We need criminals to identify ourselves with, to secretly envy and to stoutly punish. They do for us the forbidden, illegal things we wish to do.
[on the voice of the intelligence] It is drowned out by the roar of fear.