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One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love -- any love -- reveals us in read more
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love -- any love -- reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
Marriage is low down, but you spend the rest of your life paying for it.
Marriage is low down, but you spend the rest of your life paying for it.
True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is read more
True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.
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.
Of all the tyrants the world affords,
Our own affections are the fiercest lords.
Of all the tyrants the world affords,
Our own affections are the fiercest lords.
You learn to put your emotional luggage where it will do some good, instead of using it to shit on read more
You learn to put your emotional luggage where it will do some good, instead of using it to shit on other people, or blow up aeroplanes.
The only thing that holds a marriage together is the husband being big enough to keep his mouth shut, to read more
The only thing that holds a marriage together is the husband being big enough to keep his mouth shut, to step back and see where his wife is wrong.
The body of a sensualist is the coffin of a dead soul.
The body of a sensualist is the coffin of a dead soul.
