You are free to do whatever you like. You need only face the consequences.

We are all born into families and cultures we didn't choose, given names we didn't pick, instructed in behaviour and values we might not have freely chosen, and too often we end up expected to live lives designed by others.

The continuing struggle was once described in the following metaphor by a patient who had successfully completed a long course of psychotherapy: 'I came to therapy hoping to receive butter for the bread of life. Instead, at the end, I emerged with a pail of sour milk, a churn, and instructions on how to use them.' (138)

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

One can choose life, or choose death. Having chosen life, I must live it as it is.

He prefers the security of known misery to the misery of unfamiliar insecurity.

If outrageous imagination is the wine of madness, then come fill my cup.