Love Doesn't Need To Be Understood, It

Thousands Of Years Ago, Weren't We Capable Of Building Enormous Structures Like The Pyramids? Weren't We Capable Of Worshiping Gods, Weaving, Making Fire, Finding Lovers And Wives, Sending Written Messages? Of Course We Were. But Although We've Succeeded In Replacing Slaves With Wage Slaves, All The Advances We've Made Have Been In The Field Of Science. Human Beings Are Still Asking The Same Questions As Their Ancestors. In Short, They Haven't Evolved At All.

She Imagined Herself Both Queen And Slave, Dominatrix And Victim. In Her Imagination She Was Making Love With Men Of All Skin Colors--white, Black, Yellow--with Homosexuals And Beggars. She Was Anyone's, And Anyone Could Do Anything To Her. She Had One, Two, Three Orgasms, One After Another. She Imagined Everything She Had Never Imagined Before, And She Gave Herself To All That Was Most Base And Most Pure.

In His Or Her Life, Each Person Can Take One Of Two Attitudes: To Build Or To Plant. Builders May Take Years Over Their Tasks, But One Day They Will Finish What They Are Doing. Then They Will Stop, Hemmed In By Their Own Walls. Life Becomes Meaningless Once The Building Is Finished. Those Who Plant Suffer The Storms And The Seasons And Rarely Rest. Unlike A Building, A Garden Never Stops Growing. And By Its Constant Demands On The Gardner's Attentions, It Makes Of The Gardener's Life A Great Adventure.

Because When We Love, We Always Strive To Become Better Than We Are.

She Said She Was Neither Happy Nor Unhappy, And That Was Why She Couldn't Go On. Each Person Knows The Extent Of Their Own Suffering, Or The Total Absence Of Meaning In Their Lives.