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If One Wants Another Only For Some Self-satisfaction, Usually In The Form Of Sensual Pleasure, That Wrong Desire Takes The Form Of Lust Rather Than Love.

If A Book Is Easy And Fits Nicely Into All Your Language Conventions And Thought Forms, Then You Probably Will Not Grow Much From Reading It. It May Be Entertaining, But Not Enlarging To Your Understanding. It’s The Hard Books That Count. Raking Is Easy, But All You Get Is Leaves; Digging Is Hard, But You Might Find Diamonds.

The Truly Great Books Are The Few Books That Are Over Everybody's Head All Of The Time.

The Philosopher Ought Never To Try To Avoid The Duty Of Making Up His Mind.

Unless We Love And Are Loved, Each Of Us Is Alone, Each Of Us Is Deeply Lonely.