Fatherlessness didn't strike me as being an event. It was a state of life.

Fantasy flows in where fact leaves a vacuum.

Responsibilities gravitate to the person who can shoulder them.

I think that the present is worth attention, one shouldn't sacrifice it to future conceptions of, of this future or that future.

If rationality were the criterion for things being allowed to exist, the world would be one gigantic field of soya beans!

If knowledge isn't self-knowledge it isn't doing much, mate. Is the universe expanding? Is it contracting? Is it standing on one leg and singing 'When Father Painted the Parlour'? Leave me out. I can expand my universe without you. 'She walks into beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies, and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes.

Well I believe in the desirability of an optimal society.