The Time Is A Critical One, For

No One Should Deny The Danger Of The Descent, But It Can Be Risked. No One Need Risk It, But It Is Certain That Someone Will. And Let Those Who Go Down The Sunset Way Do So With Open Eyes, For It Is A Sacrifice Which Daunts Even The Gods. Yet Every Descent Is Followed By An Ascent.

It Had Become Clear To Me, In A Flash Of Illumination, That For Me The Only Possible Goal Was Psychiatry. Here Alone The Two Currents Of My Interest Could Flow Together And In A United Stream Dig Their Own Bed. Here Was The Empirical Field Common To Biological And Spiritual Facts, Which I Had Everywhere Sought And Nowhere Found. Here At Last Was The Place Where The Collision Of Nature And Spirit Became A Reality.

Free Will Is The Ability To Do Gladly That Which I Must Do.

Every Mother Contains Her Daughter In Herself And Every Daughter Her Mother And Every Mother Extends Backwards Into Her Mother And Forwards Into Her Daughter.

This Whole Creation Is Essentially Subjective, And The Dream Is The Theater Where The Dreamer Is At Once: Scene, Actor, Prompter, Stage Manager, Author, Audience, And Critic.