“Once again I felt light-headed, but this time it wasn't from the scent of lilacs; it was from the scent of my own death.”

“The battered and pathetic thing that represented any claim to conscience I might have had turned away from me in disgust. Oddly, I couldn't blame it. I was disgusted myself. Disgusted at my weaknes...”

“All people are, at heart, egocentric. We exist at the center of our own little universes. We believe that we are living out our lives as best we can, and that we have our own sphere of influence wh...”

“Apropos, you're going to have to learn to sooner or later that you can't just let other people decide what the world around you should and shouldn't be.”

“Lack of movement is a formidable force to overcome.”

“There are some for whom the good of mankind is their primary concern, and others who basically put their own considerations before everyone else. I was among the latter.”

“Meditation did not relieve me of my anxiety so much as flesh it out. It took my anxious response to the world, about which I felt a lot of confusion and shame, and let me understand it more complet...”

“All this wondering was the weather vane on top of the building of unrest and of discontent”

“Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.”

“For seventy years we have been brushing our teeth and yet they have not become clean, so is that thing for real or is it a falsity?”

“No human being can be so honest as to become completely false.”

“It is the unspeakable misery of a life so false as his, that it steals the pith and substance out of whatever realities there are around us, and which were meant by Heaven to be the spirits joy and...”

“Sibyl, what do you want?I want to live, the Sibyl said, and her voice rang rich and full. I want to keep on living forever and watching heroes and fools and knights go up and down, into the world a...”

“When God is driven to the periphery of the public square, the human spiritual capacity longs for exercise, and it often finds it in the suspension of disbelief and activity of the imagination that ...”

“When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.”