The Richest Love Is That Which Submits

Sorrow Is Implicit In Love As Gravitation Is Implicit In Mass.

Shyness Has Laws You Can Only Give Yourself; Tragically To Those Who Least Understand.

An Idea Is Like A Rare Bird Which Cannot Be Seen. What One Sees Is The Trembling Of The Branch It Has Just Left.

I Have Decided To Leave Clea’s Last Letter Un-answered. I No Longer Wish To Coerce Anyone, To Make Promises, To Think Of Life In Terms Of Compacts, Resolutions, Covenants. It Will Be Up To Clea To Interpret My Silence According To Her Own Needs And Desires, To Come To Me If She Has Need Or Not, As The Case May Be. Does Not Everything Depend On Our Interpretation Of The Silence Around Us?

No One Can Go On Being A Rebel Too Long Without Turning Into An Autocrat.