I fear you may have burdened me with a debt I can never fully repay.Tosh.Name a shrubbery after me. Something prickly and hard to eradicate.
the ego is thus always an inauthentic agency, functioning to conceal a disturbing lack of unity
I admire his lack of persistence.
like a thornin the ear of a tiny beast
of Prometheus and Providence landing on me like all the snow in Texasit's the same word
the long journey of learning to love her, and not his being in love
a love without expectation, calculation or negotiation
deep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone
what attracts me is elsewhere and I don't know where that elsewhere is
it gives a point and value to asceticism, without which chastity itself emerges as nothing better than the spiritual pride of old maids
and to pour scorn on it and to say that it is unimportant is to declare one's self a spiritual desert
to work on this subject I have had to stray entirely from the elevated metaphysical & moral point of view to which my true philosophy leads
sixty years ago I knew everything. now I know nothing
the prospect of an ideal univocity diffused irreparably into the recurrent detail of base matter
having broken with all fidelity to existence, fiction belongs amongst what is toxic and accursed upon the earth
I am sending you out like sheep among wolves
to get rid of the nightmares you must give up your dreams
have a relationship with the silence
In spite of the fall, the command that we ought to become better human beings resounds unabated in our souls
