I don't believe in "original sin." I don't believe in "guilt." I don't believe in villains or heroes - only right or wrong ways that individuals have taken, not by choice but by necessity or by certain still-uncomprehended influences in themselves, their circumstances, and their antecedents. This is so simple I'm ashamed to say it, but I'm sure it's true. In fact, I would bet my life on it! And that's why I don't understand why our propaganda machines are always trying to teach us, to persuade us, to hate and fear other people on the same little world that we live in.

For nowadays the world is lit by lightning! Blow out your candles, Laura -- and so goodbye. . . .

Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense.

And then the searchlight which had been turned on the world was turned off again and never for one moment since has there been any light that's stronger than this-kitchen-candle.

Is a lifetime long enough to hold the regret that I have for that fantastically aborted but crazily sweet love affair?

I don't want realism. I want magic!

Life is an unanswered question, but let's still believe in the dignity and importance of the question.