Marriage Isn't A Tram. It Doesn't Have

Time Can Divorce Us From The Reality Of People, It Can Separate Us From People And Turn Them Into Ghosts. Or Rather It Is We Who Turn Them Into Ghosts Or Demons. Some Kinds Of Fruitless Preoccupations With The Past Can Create Such Simulacra, And They Can Exercise Power, Like Those Heroes At Troy Fighting For A Phantom Helen.

... A Less Than Perfect Meddling In The Spiritual World Can Breed Monsters For Other People.

We Are All Prisoner, But The Name Of Our Cure Is Not Freedom

Nothing Is More Beautifully And Acceptably Self-assertive Than Good Singing.

We Are All The Judges And The Judged, Victims Of The Casual Malice And Fantasy Of Others, And Ready Sources Of Fantasy And Malice In Our Turn. And If We Are Sometimes Accused Of Sins Of Which We Are Innocent, Are There Not Also Other Sins Of Which We Are Guilty And Of Which The World Knows Nothing?