My Knees Have Always Been Ugly.

The Pain Of Sexual Frustration, Of Repressed Tenderness, Of Denied Curiosity, Of Isolation In The Ego, Of Greed, Suppressed Rebellion, Of Hatred Poisoning All Love And Generosity, Permeates Our Sexuality. What We Love We Destroy.

The Most Highly Prized Curve Of All Is That Of The Bosom.

The Only Perfect Love To Be Found On Earth Is Not Sexual Love, Which Is Riddled With Hostility And Insecurity, But The Wordless Commitment Of Families, Which Takes As Its Model Mother-love. This Is Not To Say That Fathers Have No Place, For Father-love, With Its Driving For Self-improvement And Discipline, Is Also Essential To Survival, But That Uncorrected Father-love, Father-love As It Were Practiced By Both Parents, Is A Way To Annihilation.

Revolution Is The Festival Of The Oppressed.

The Only Causes Of Regret Are Laziness, Outbursts Of Temper, Hurting Others, Prejudice, Jealousy, And Envy.