Creativity and love come from the same source.

Man is never alone. Acknowledged or unacknowledged, that which dreams through him is always there to support him from within.

The mystery of creation was always between two, in an awareness that there was always both a 'thou'and and 'I'.

You cannot take the life of your times further than you have taken yourself.

There is a way in which the collective knowledge of mankind expresses itself, for the finite individual, through mere daily living . . . a way in which life itself is sheer knowing.

I suspect it was...the old story of the implacable necessity of a man having honour within his own natural spirit. A man cannot live and temper his mettle without such honour. There is deep in him a sense of the heroic quest; and our modern way of life, with its emphasis on security, its distrust of the unknown and its elevation of abstract collective values has repressed the heroic impulse to a degree that may produce the most dangerous consequences.

Of all man's inborn dispositions there is none more heroic than the love in him. Everything else accepts defeat and dies, but love will fight no-love every inch of the way.