I've been hiding from God, and I'm appalled to find how easy it is.
The past is strapped to our backs. We do not have to see it; we can always feel it.
The three horrors of modern life - talk without meaning, desire without love, work without satisfaction.
Affairs are just as disillusioning as marriage, and much less restful.
There are three iron links in the neurotic's chain: unloving, unlovable, unloved.
Self-confidence grows on trees, in other people's orchards.