I see two lovers looking over the edge of the cauldron of hell. Are they contemplating a double suicide? This means their love will end in hell.' I couldn't stop laughing.

Why is it we have so little choice? We live like the lowliest worms. Always defeated - defeated we make dinner, we eat, we sleep. Everyone we love is dying. Sill, to cease living is unacceptable.

No matter what, I want to continue living with the awareness that I will die. Without that, I am not alive.

I wished my heart would break and get it over with.

There are many days when all the awful things that happen make you sick at heart, when the path before you is so steep you can’t bear to look. Not even love can rescue a person from that.

When you fight with God, your warring against your pride.

Innocence eroded into nightmare.All because of very bad touch.Love, corrupted.

Experience seems to most of us to lead to conclusions, but empiricism has sworn never to draw them.

They say geniuses mostly have great mothers. They mostly have sad fates.

I'm one of those people who was taught not to ruffle any feathers. Of course, I have no problem ruffling feathers.

Holiness is not first a matter of doing anything. It is first and foremost a matter of letting it be done. Holiness is to conceive the love of God within and to bring it forth to the world.

The best acting is instinctive. It's not intellectual, it's not mechanical, it's instinctive.

Mao appears to be quite free from symptoms of megalomania, but he has a deep sense of personal dignity, and something about him suggests a power of ruthless decision when he deems it necessary.

I would put primary emphasis on a good standard of living equitably distributed. It can't be equal, but one that eliminates the terrible cruelty of poverty.

Progress! Progress through everybody dying and their kids eventually not caring who their parents hated!