Unrest of spirit is a mark of life.
It is hard for a free fish to understand what is happening to a hooked one.
The friends who listen to us are the ones we move toward, and we want to sit in their radius.
Hope is an adventure, a going forward, a confident search for a rewarding life.
[on the voice of the intelligence] It is drowned out by the roar of fear.
It was his optimism that Freud bequeathed to America and it was the optimism of our youthfulness, our freedom from the sterner, sadder tradition of Europe which enabled us to seize his gift.