It Is An Ironic Habit Of Human

The Turtle Only Makes Progress When It's Neck Is Stuck Out.

The Mature Person Becomes Able To Differentiate Feelings Into As Many Nuances, Strong And Passionate Experiences, Or Delicate And Sensitive Ones, As In The Different Passages Of Music In A Symphony. Unfortunately, Many Of Us Have Feelings Limited Like Notes In A Bugle Call.

If You Do Not Express Your Own Original Ideas, If You Do Not Listen To Your Own Being, You Will Have Betrayed Yourself.

The Daimonic Refers To The Power Of Nature Rather Than The Superego, And Is Beyond Good And Evil. Nor Is It Man's 'recall To Himself' As Heidegger And Later Fromm Have Argued, For Its Source Lies In Those Realms Where The Self Is Rooted In Natural Forces Which Go Beyond The Self And Are Felt As The Grasp Of Fate Upon Us. The Daimonic Arises From The Ground Of Being Rather Than The Self As Such.

It Is An Old And Ironic Habit Of Human Beings To Run Faster When We Have Lost Our Way; And We Grasp More Fiercely At Research, Statistics, And Technical Aids In Sex When We Have Lost The Values And Meaning Of Love.