We all live in a tragicomic situation, a life that is in part absurd simply because it is not of our own making. We are born into a disordered world, into a family we did not choose, into circumstances we would have had somewhat improved, and we are even called by a name we did not select. (40)

That is one of the reasons why a man should pick a path with heart, so that he can find his laughter.

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

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

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.

So it is that there is nothing to be taught, but yet there is something to be learned.

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)