There's Always The Hyena Of Morality At

If We Sip The Wine, We Find Dreams Coming Upon Us Out Of The Imminent Night

You've Got To Know Yourself So You Can At Last Be Yourself.

For Man, As For Flower And Beast And Bird, The Supreme Triumph Is To Be Most Vividly, Most Perfectly Alive.

Tragedy Looks To Me Like Man In Love With His Own Defeat. Which Is Only A Sloppy Way Of Being In Love With Yourself.

But The Act, Called The Sexual Act, Is Not For The Depositing Of Seed. It Is For Leaping Off Into The Unknown, As From A Cliff's Edge, Like Sappho Into The Sea.