What we have not has made us what we are. / ... / What we are not drives us to consummation.

How slowly one comes to understand anything!

It is possible, I suppose, that we are returning to a Dark Age. What is frightening is that violence is not only represented by nations, but everywhere walks among us freely.

For to be desperate is to discover strength. / We die of comfort and by conflict live.

I simply adore being alone - I find it a consuming thirst - and when that thirst is slaked, then I am happy.

... love is healing, even rootless love.

No partner in a love relationship... should feel that he has to give up an essential part of himself to make it viable.