I got through my childhood in a delirium of literary exaltations.
A craving for the cloud of unknowing beyond knowledge and for the silence beyond speech.
It is not suffering as such that is most deeply feared but suffering that degrades.
It is not altogether wrong to say that there is no such thing as a bad photograph - only less interesting, less relevant, less mysterious ones.
Twentieth century women's fashions (with their cult of thinness) are the last stronghold of the metaphors associated with the romanticizing of TB in the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries.
Only thing that counts are ideas. Behind ideas are [moral] principles. Either one is serious or one is not. Must be prepared to make sacrifices. I'm not a liberal.