I Not Only Have A Body; I

Being And Having In Our Society Teaches Us How To Take Possession Of Things, When It Should Rather Initiate Us In The Art Of Letting Go. For There Is Neither Freedom Nor Real Life Without An Apprenticeship In Letting Go.

You Know You Have Loved Someone When You Have Glimpsed In Them That Which Is Too Beautiful To Die.

This Detachment (poverty, Chastity, Etc.) Must Not Be Mere Amputation; Everything Which Is Shaken Off Must Be Simultaneously Found Again At A Higher Level.

It Is Right That We Be Concerned With The Scientific Probity Of Metaphysics.

... Freedom Is A Conquest, Always Partial, Always Precarious, Always Challenged. ... The Freest Person Is The One With The Most Hope.