He may only get to keep that which he is willing to let go of.

Love is more than simply being open to experiencing the anguish of another person's suffering. It is the willingness to live with the helpless knowing that we can do nothing to save the other from his pain. (23)

You win some, you lose some, and your losses are never made up to you. She will simply have to do without; like it or not, she must face her losses and her helplessness to undo them.

To live without the creative potential of our own destructiveness is to be a cardboard angel.

All significant battles are fought within self.

In the long run we get no more than we have been willing to risk giving.

Anarchy could never get a man to the moon, but it may the only mode that can allow us to survive on earth.