You can't. You just have to.

You like orchids?... Nasty things. Their flesh is too much like the flesh of men, their perfume has the rotten sweetness of corruption.

You must always know the past, for there is no real Was, there is only Is.

It's always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret.

Even sound seemed to fail in this air, like the air was worn out with carrying sounds so long.

The most important thing is insight, that is to be - curious - to wonder, to mull, and to muse why it is that man does what he does.

Man knows so little about his fellows. In his eyes all men or women act upon what he believes would motivate him if he were mad enough to do what the other man or woman is doing.