At Bottom, Antipsychiatry Is Still Psychiatry. And

She Was Trying To Get Rid Of A Religious Hangover.

The Human Species Is Forever In A State Of Change, Forever Becoming.

I Think That Where You Go Wrong Is That You Imagine That Your Reasons For Living Ought To Fall On You, Ready-made From Heaven, Whereas We Have To Find Them For Ourselves.

The Day Had Been Spent In The Expectation Of These Hours, And Now They Were Crumbling Away, Becoming, In Their Turn, Another Period Of Expectancy...it Was A Journey Without End, Leading To An Indefinite Future, Eternally Shifting Just As She Was Reaching The Present.

Because We Are Separated Everything Separates Us, Even Our Efforts To Join Each Other.