NEIGHBOR, n. One whom we are commanded to love as ourselves, and who does all he knows how to make read more

NEIGHBOR, n. One whom we are commanded to love as ourselves, and who does all he knows how to make us disobedient.

Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.

Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.

The art of love ... is largely the art of persistence.

The art of love ... is largely the art of persistence.

I don't understand you. You don't understand me. What else do we have in common?

I don't understand you. You don't understand me. What else do we have in common?

Love is the same as like except you feel sexier.

Love is the same as like except you feel sexier.

The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will read more

The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will flow, For kindness grows in this way.

The aura of the theocratic death penalty for adultery still clings to America, even outside New England, and multiple divorce, read more

The aura of the theocratic death penalty for adultery still clings to America, even outside New England, and multiple divorce, which looks to the European like serial polygamy, is the moral solution to the problem of the itch. Love comes into it too, of course, but in Europe we tend to see marital love as an eternity which encompasses hate and also indifference: when we promise to love we really mean that we promise to honor a contract. Americans, seeming to take marriage with not enough seriousness, are really taking love and sex with too much.

A total commitment is paramount to reaching the ultimate in performance.

A total commitment is paramount to reaching the ultimate in performance.

What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking read more

What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking time? Most of our being is at rest, unlived. In passion, the body and the spirit seek expression outside of self. Passion is all that is other from self. Sex is only interesting when it releases passion. The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so.