The naked intellect is an extraordinarily inaccurate instrument.
The unending paradox is that we do learn through pain.
One of the many sad results of the Industrial Revolution was that we came to depend more than ever on the intellect, and to ignore the intuition with its symbolic thinking.
A good laugh heals a lot of hurts.
Wild nights are my glory!
you've got to learn to walk through a pigpen and not get dirty.