Dilemma of civilized man; body mobilized, but danger obscure.

Should we have a leader or should we think for ourselves? Obviously the latter in principle. But-sometimes there lies a gulf between what is theoretically right and that which is practical.

They wanted to have a good time, but they were like children playing in the street; they could see one after another of them being killed--run over, maimed, destroyed--but they continued to play anyhow.

How'd you like to gaze at a beer can throughout eternity? It might not be so bad. There'd be nothing to fear.

You must beware of seeing malice behind accidental injury.

I will never fully understand; that is the nature of such creatures. Or is this Inner Truth now, this that is happening to me? I will wait. I will see. Which it is. Perhaps it is both.

My major preoccupation is the question, 'What is reality?'