Love is often gentle, desire always a rage.

Nobody knows the trouble we've seen-but we keep trying to tell them.

Tragedy isn't getting something, or failing to get it; it's losing something you already have.

Those who turn to God for comfort may find comfort but I do not think they will find God.

Neurotic quarrels always have the same theme-song: Hate me and get it over with.

The neurotic's strongest fantasy is that he has no fantasies. The real is very real to him, the unreal even more so.

To smoke or not to smoke: I can make of either a life-work.