... an era of turmoil and ideological confusion, the principal phenomenon of the present age.

The first undressing of two lovers is a most special event.

You have to fight for your life. That's the chief condition on which you hold it.

Is love supposed to ruin you? It seems to me you shouldn't destroy yourself out of life for purposes of love--or what good is it?

The best and purest human beings, from the beginning of time, have understood that life is sacred.

In here, the human bosom -- mine, yours, everybody's -- there isn't just one soul. There's a lot of souls. But there are two main ones, the real soul and a pretender soul. Now! Every man realizes that he has to love something or somebody. He feels that he must go outward. 'If thou canst not love, what art thou?' Are you with me?

It's not up to me ... to make the world consistent.