Rancor Is An Outpouring Of A Feeling

Man Has To Live With The Body And Soul Which Have Fallen To Him By Chance.

The Preoccupation With What Should Be Is Estimable Only When The Respect For What Is Has Been Exhausted.

In Their Choice Of Lovers Both The Male And The Female Reveal Their Essential Nature. The Type Of Human Being We Prefer Reveals The Contours Of Our Heart. Love Is An Impulse Which Springs From The Most Profound Depths Of Our Beings, And Upon Reaching The Visible Surface Of Life Carries With It An Alluvium Of Shells And Seaweed From The Inner Abyss. A Skilled Naturalist, By Filing These Materials, Can Reconstruct The Oceanic Depths From Which They Have Been Uprooted.

All We Are Given Is Possibilities — To Make Ourselves One Thing Or Another.

I Am Free By Compulsion, Whether I Wish To Be Or Not.