“There is hardly any activity, any enterprise, which is started out with such tremendous hopes and expectations, and yet which fails so regularly, as love.”
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There can be no real freedom without the freedom to fail.
Love is union with somebody, or something, outside oneself, under the condition of retaining the separateness and integrity of one's own self.
In the nineteenth century the problem was that God is dead. In the twentieth century the problem is that man is dead.
The ordinary man with extraordinary power is the chief danger for mankind - not the fiend or the sadist.