Consciousness Is An End In Itself. We

I Cannot Get Any Sense Of An Enemy - Only Of A Disaster.

You Don't Want To Love - Your Eternal And Abnormal Craving Is To Be Loved. You Aren't Positive, You're Negative. You Absorb, Absorb, As If You Must Fill Yourself Up With Love, Because You've Got A Shortage Somewhere.

She Knew That The Horse, Born To Serve Nobly, Had Waited In Vain For Someone Noble To Serve. His Spirit Knew That Nobility Had Gone Out Of Men.

There Is No Smooth Road Into The Future: But We Go Round, Or Scramble Over The Obstacles.

A Woman Needn't Be Dragged Down By Her Functions.