Minds are cluttered from the age of six with the values of others-values which bear little relation to their own private capacities, needs and desires.

Is there no end to this escalation of desire?

Borders are scratched across the hearts of men By strangers with a calm, judicial pen, And when the borders bleed we watch with dread The lines of ink across the map turn red.

To lead means to direct and to exact, and no man dares do either - he might be unpopular. What authority we are given now is a trinity: the grin, the generality, and God (the Word).

Flirtation is merely an expression of considered desire coupled with an admission of its impracticability.

Lie down and listen to the crabgrass grow.

To know the good is to react against the bad. Indifference is the mark of deprivation.