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.

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.

It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now read more

It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) --to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart. When I look back on the pain of sex, the love like a wild fox so ready to bite, the antagonism that sits like a twin beside love, and contrast it with affection, so deeply unrepeatable, of two people who have lived a life together (and of whom one must die) it's the affection I find richer. It's that I would have again. Not all those doubtful rainbow colors.

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

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

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.

To understand is to perceive patterns.

To understand is to perceive patterns.

Marriage is our last, best chance to grow up.

Marriage is our last, best chance to grow up.

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.

Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.

Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.