Human love, human trust, are always perilous, because they break down. The greater the love, the greater the trust, and the greater the peril, the greater the disaster. Because to place absolute trust on another human being is in itself a disaster, both ways, since each human being is a ship that must sail its own course, even if it go in company with another ship.... And yet, love is the greatest thing between human beings.
Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.
no form of love is wrong, so long as it is love, and you yourself honour what you are doing. Love has an extraordinary variety of forms! And that is all there is in life, it seems to me. But I grant you, if you deny the variety of love you deny love altogether. If you try to specialize love into one set of accepted feelings, you wound the very soul of love. Love must be multi-form, else it is just tyranny, just death
Ours is an excessively conscious age. We know so much, we feel so little.
In every living thing there is the desire for love.
The only principle I can see in this life, is that one must forfeit the less for the greater.
Man has little needs and deeper needs. We have fallen into the mistake of living from our little needs till we have almost lost our deeper needs in a sort of madness.
Now the only decent way to get something done is to get it done by somebody who quite likes doing it.
A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board
What sex is, we don't know, but it must be some sort of fire. For it always communicates a sense of warmth, of glow. And when this glow becomes a pure shine, then we feel the sense of beauty. We all have the fire of sex slumbering or burning inside us. If we live to be ninety, it is still there. Or, if it dies, we become one of those ghastly living corpses which are unfortunately becoming more numerous in the world.
America is neither free nor brave, but a land of tight, iron-clanking little wills, everybody trying to put it over everybody else, and a land of men absolutely devoid of the real courage of trust, trust in life's sacred spontaneity. They can't trust life until they can control it.
Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
What you intuitively desire, that is possible to you.
I love trying things and discovering how I hate them.
In masturbation there is nothing but loss. There is no reciprocity. There is merely the spending away of a certain force, and no return. The body remains, in a sense, a corpse, after the act of self-abuse. There is no change, only deadening. There is what we call dead loss. And this is not the case in any act of sexual intercourse between two people. Two people may destroy one another in sex. But they cannot just produce the null effect of masturbation.
I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea. There is not any part of me that is alone and absolute except my mind, and we shall find that the mind has no existence by itself, it is only the glitter of the sun on the surfaces of the water.
Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.
We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.
We ought to dance with rapture that we should be alive and in the flesh, and part of the living, incarnate cosmos.
I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts, or my thoughts the result of my dreams.
When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
Now go away then, and leave me alone. I don't want any more of your meretricious persiflage.
The mind has no existence by itself; it is only the glitter of the sun on the surface of the waters.
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