A Single Metaphor Can Give Birth To

The Ludicrous Element In Our Feeling Does Not Make Them Any Less Authentic.

As You Live Out Your Desolation, You Can Be Either Unhappy Or Happy. Having That Choice Is What Constitutes Your Freedom.

But Which Was The Real Me? Let Me Be Perfectly Honest: I Was A Man Of Many Faces. (p.33)

But Isn't It True That An Author Can Write Only About Himself?

The Only Reason People Want To Be Masters Of The Future Is To Change The Past.