Prophets of disaster always materialize, in the manner of ghoulish onlookers, seemingly from nowhere, at a grisly accident.
Being
Identity, that spectator of what he calls himself,
That net and aggregate of energies in transient combination.
—Cunningham
Wounded honor provoked duels; wounded feelings provoke lawsuits.
Everyone can be replaced, and will be.
To act requires a certain lack of imagination.
The man who has done nothing is nothing, and “identity” is the futile quest to conceal it.
One sympathizes more and more with people as one knows them better, then less and less as one knows them better still.
The man who has done nothing is nothing, and “identity” is the futile quest to conceal it.
To be an imitation is inescapable. The choices are of whom, and in what proportions.
The dream of emancipation begins with discarding our chains and ends with discarding ourselves.
The Golden Rule is that there is no Golden Rule.