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

...is the carbon molecule lined with thought?

Death deserves dignity.

Nobody asks you to love the whole world, only to be honest, ehrlich. Don't have a loud mouth. The more you love people the more they'll mix you up. A child loves, a person respects. Respect is better than love.

It is a joy to be choked with thought.

There is an immense, painful longing for a broader, more flexible, fuller, more coherent, more comprehensive account of what we human beings are, who we are and what this life is for.

It would not be practical for her to hate herself. Luckily, God sends a substitute, a husband.