All -isms End Up In Schisms.

Imagine A Man Besottedly In Love: He Won't Waste Time Speculating Whether Other Women Equally Merit His Affection.

Love Is The Movement Within Life That Carries Us, That Enables Us, That Causes Us To Break Out Of What Alan Watts Calls The “skin-encapsulated Ego.” Without Love, We Are Self-centered, But Love Enables Us To Move The Center Of Our Lives Outside Our Ego. Therefore It Expands Our Lives And, Needless To Say, Enriches It. Any Human Being Would Give Anything To Love Or Be Loved. When It Really Happens, It Is Like Heaven On Earth.

...but With My Clamoring Ego Solidly In Place, I Considered The Title, 'memories Of A Failed Nobody'.

Institutions Are Not Pretty. Show Me A Pretty Government. Healing Is Wonderful, But The American Medical Association? Learning Is Wonderful, But Universities? The Same Is True For Religion... Religion Is Institutionalized Spirituality.

Water Is Patient; It Can Stagnate And Let Itself Be Coated With Scum If Need Be. It Is As Gentle As The Morning's Dew. It Is Non-confrontational, Even Respectful, In Circumventing The Rocks In A Stream. It Makes Room For Everything That Enters Its Pools. It Accommodates By Assuming The Shape Of Any Vessel It Is Poured Into. And It Is Humble, Seeking Always The Lowest Level. Yet Along With - Or Rather Because Of These Adaptive, Yielding Properties, It Is Ultimately Irresistible; It Carves Canyons Out Of Stone.