When thinking about companions gone we feel ourselves doubly alone.
At the beginning and at the end of love the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.
To love our neighbor as ourselves is such a truth for regulating human society that by that alone one might determine all the cases in social morality.
This then is the test we must set for ourselves not to march alone but to march in such a way that others will wish to join us.
Communication is a continual balancing act juggling the conflicting needs for intimacy and independence. To survive in the world we have to act in concert with others but to survive as ourselves rather than simply as cogs in a wheel we have to act alone.
It is in moments of illness that we are compelled to recognize that we live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom whole worlds apart who has no knowledge of us and by whom it is impossible to make ourselves understood: our body.
Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves.
Every government degenerates when trusted to the rulers of the people alone. The people themselves are its only safe depositories.
What we have done for ourselves alone dies with us what we have done for others and the world remains and is immortal.
Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.
I'm fascinated with myself and love hearing the sound of my own voice. I'd like to hear what I have to say. A lot of people don't like being alone because they truly don't like themselves but I love me.
Who knows what true loneliness is - not the conventional word but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it wears a mask. The most miserable outcast hugs some memory or some illusion.
I've also seen that great men are often lonely. This is understandable because they have built such high standards for themselves that they often feel alone. But that same loneliness is part of their ability to create.
I believed my story would be helpful to young women my daughter's age who are still in the process of forming themselves as women and in need of encouragement to remain true to themselves.
I think that everyone at any age should ask themselves 'where do I want to be today where do I want to be tomorrow and where do I want to be in a hundred years?' We all have clear answers to those questions. We only have so much time. It's a real shame if we don't spend our lives trying to do that.
Love with very young people is a heartless business. We drink at that age from thirst or to get drunk it is only later in life that we occupy ourselves with the individuality of our wine.
Many women my age have known the experience of giving up crucial parts of themselves to please the man they love.
In this electronic age we see ourselves being translated more and more into the form of information moving toward the technological extension of consciousness.
If repression has indeed been the fundamental link between power knowledge and sexuality since the classical age it stands to reason that we will not be able to free ourselves from it except at a considerable cost.
There are few things that we so unwillingly give up even in advanced age as the supposition that we still have the power of ingratiating ourselves with the fair sex.
Men of age object too much consult too long adventure too little repent too soon and seldom drive business home to the full period but content themselves with a mediocrity of success.
As human beings our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world - that is the myth of the atomic age - as in being able to remake ourselves.