People Are Not Evil; They Are Schlemiels.

We Fear To Know The Fearsome And Unsavory Aspects Of Ourselves, But We Fear Even More To Know The Godlike In Ourselves.

What Is The Good Life? What Is The Good Man? The Good Woman? What Is The Good Society And What Is My Relation To It? What Are My Obligations To Society? What Is Best For My Children? What Is Justice? Truth? Virtue? What Is My Relation To Nature, To Death, To Aging, To Pain, To Illness? How Can I Live A Zestful, Enjoyable, Meaningful Life? What Is My Responsibility To My Brothers? Who Are My Brothers? What Shall I Be Loyal To? What Must I Be Ready To Die For?

I Was Awfully Curious To Find Out Why I Didn't Go Insane.

The Job Is, If We Are Willing To Take It Seriously, To Help Ourselves To Be More Perfectly What We Are, To Be More Full, More Actualizing, More Realizing In Fact, What We Are In Potentiality.

If The Essential Core Of The Person Is Denied Or Suppressed, He Gets Sick Sometimes In Obvious Ways, Sometimes In Subtle Ways, Sometimes Immediately, Sometimes Later.