I Tend To Think That You Fulfill

We Are Human Less By Virtue Of Our Ideal Goals Than By The Vice Of Our Inferiority.

It's The Only Way We Can Get Out Of Being So Human-centered: To Remain Attached To Something Other Than Humans.

The Character Truest To Itself Becomes Eccentric Rather Than Immovably Centered, As Emerson Defined The Noble Character Of The Hero. At The Edge, The Certainty Of Borders Gives Way. We Are More Subject To Invasions, Less Able To Mobilize Defenses, Less Sure Of Who We Really Are, Even As We May Be Perceived By Others As A Person Of Character. The Dislocation Of Self From Center To Indefinite Edge Merges Us More With The World, So That We Can Feel Blest By Everything.

An Individual's Harmony With His Or Her 'own Deep Self' Requires Not Merely A Journey To The Interior But A Harmonizing With The Environmental World.

I Just Read About John Le Carre, The Great Spy Novelist. He Had An Absolutely Miserable Childhood. His Mother Deserted Him When He Was Young. His Father Was A Playboy And A Drunk. He Was Shifted Around To Many Different Homes. He Knew He Was A Writer When He Was About Nine, But He Was Dyslexic. So Here Was A Person With An Absolutely Messed-up Childhood And A Symptom That Prevented Him From Doing What He Wanted To Do Most. Yet That Very Symptom Was Part Of The Calling. It Forced Him To Go Deeper.