We Have Been Raised To

What Is There Possibly Left For Us To Be Afraid Of, After We Have Dealt Face To Face With Death And Not Embraced It? Once I Accept The Existence Of Dying As A Life Process, Who Can Ever Have Power Over Me Again?

Hatred Is A Death Wish For The Hated, Not A Life Wish For Anything Else.

For Those Of Us Who Write, It Is Necessary To Scrutinize Not Only The Truth Of What We Speak, But The Truth Of That Language By Which We Speak It.

We Have Been Raised To Fear The Yes Within Ourselves, Our Deepest Cravings.

The Master's Tools Will Never Dismantle The Master's House.