Distorted realities have always been my cup of tea.

I’m not clear enough in the head to feel anything but varieties of dull anger and arrows of sadness.

Let us not take for granted that life exists more fully in what is commonly thought big than in what is commonly thought small.

Intellectual freedom depends upon material things.

We shall be the mouthpieces of the divine spirit—

Am I too fast, too facile? I do not know. I do not know myself sometimes, or how to measure and name and count out the grains that make me what I am.

You cannot find peace by avoiding life.