One wants to be loved, in lack thereof admired, in lack thereof feared, in lack thereof loathed and despised. One wants to instill some sort of emotion in people. The soul trembles before emptiness and desires contact at any price.
People want to be loved; failing that admired; failing that feared; failing that hated and despised. They want to evoke some sort of sentiment. The soul shudders before oblivion and seeks connection at any price.
We know so little about one another. We embrace a shadow and love a dream.
Nothing so reduces and drags down a human being as the consciousness of not being loved.
Truth is like the sun, its value wholly depends upon our being at a correct distance away from it.
Do not go to the bottom of things, or you will go to the bottom yourself.
