In Youth We Are Plagued By Desire;

Anywhere You Go Liking Everyone, Everyone Will Be Likeable.

The Neurotic's Strongest Fantasy Is That He Has No Fantasies. The Real Is Very Real To Him, The Unreal Even More So.

The Poor Have The Same Basic Pleasures As The Rich, And The Rich Will Always Resent It.

Once You Become Self-conscious, There Is No End To It; Once You Start To Doubt, There Is No Room For Anything Else.

Love Is The Silent Saying And Saying Of A Single Name.