Jealousy Is The Most Dreadfully Involuntary Of

Youth Is A Marvelous Garment

We Are Such Inward Secret Creatures, That Inwardness The Most Amazing Thing About Us, Even More Amazing Than Our Reason. But We Cannot Just Walk Into The Cavern And Look Around. Most Of What We Think We Know About Our Minds Is Pseudo-knowledge. We Are All Such Shocking Poseurs, So Good At Inflating The Importance Of What We Think We Value.

Moralistic Is Not Moral. And As For Truth - Well, It's Like Brown - It's Not In The Spectrum. Truth Is So Generic.

When Does One Ever Know A Human Being? Perhaps Only After One Has Realized The Impossibility Of Knowledge And Renounced The Desire For It And Finally Ceased To Feel Even The Need Of It. But Then What One Achieves Is No Longer Knowledge, It Is Simply A Kind Of Co-existence; And This Too Is One Of The Guises Of Love.

Love Is The Perception Of Individuals. Love Is The Extremely Difficult Realisation That Something Other Than Oneself Is Real.