Again and again I find that my own inner counselor, my secret dreaming self, is not only wise and helpful but usually amusing as well.

So it is that God tugs at a pilgrim's sleeve telling him to remember that he is only human. He must be his own man, remain in exile, and belong to himself. He must pay attention to his own feelings and to the meaning of what he does, if he is to be for himself, and yet for others as well.

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

Everything good is costly, and the development of the personality is one of the most costly of all things. It will cost you your innocence, your illusions, your certainty. (10)

I have long trusted dreams as prophetic visions. I do not mean that they foretell the future, only that they illuminate the present, when my eyes are closed, so that I may see clearly.

Each of us is ultimately alone.

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