Nobody can teach me who I am. You can describe parts of me, but who I am… is something I have to find out myself.
The true liberation of eroticism lies in accepting the fact that there are a million facets to it, a million forms of eroticism, a million objects of it, situations, atmospheres, and variations.
We have, first of all, to dispense with guilt concerning its expansion, then remain open to it’s surprises, varied expressions, and (to add my personal formula for the full enjoyment of it) fuse it with individual love and passion for a particular human being, mingle it with dreams, fantasies, and emotion for it to attain its highest potency.
Who is the happiest of men? He who values the merits of others, and in their pleasure takes joy, even as though ’twere his own.
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1749-1832
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent.
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.
Lord, make me see thy glory in every place.