Jealousy Is The Most Dreadfully Involuntary Of

The Priesthood Is A Marriage. People Often Start By Falling In Love, And They Go On For Years Without Realizing That Love Must Change Into Some Other Love Which Is So Unlike It That It Can Hardly Be Recognized As Love At All.

Freedom Is Not Choosing; That Is Merely The Move That We Make When All Is Already Lost. Freedom Is Knowing And Understanding And Respecting Things Quite Other Than Ourselves.

A Long Marriage Is Very Unifying, Even If It's Not Ideal, And Those Old Structures Must Be Respected.

Perhaps When Distant People On Other Planets Pick Up Some Wavelength Of Ours All They Hear Is A Continuous Scream.

Art Is Brief. (not In A Temporal Sense.) [...] Words Are For Concealment. Art Is Concealment.