Love Can Be Unselfish, In The Sense

Emancipation Of Human Labor From Economic Servitude And Exploitation, I.e., From Organizations Of Production In Which The Conditions Of Work Are Determined By A Master Class Who Own The Means Of Production, And In Which The Fruits Of Work Are Alienated From Workers To The Benefit Of Masters.

We Wish The Joy Of Love, The Joy Of Companionship, Of Being In The Company Of, In The Presence Of The Person We Love, Of Living A Common Life With That Person, Perhaps Ultimately The Joy Of Perfect Union.

If You Ask A Living Teacher A Question, He Will Probably Answer You. If You Are Puzzled By What He Says, You Can Save Yourself The Trouble Of Thinking By Asking Him What He Means. If, However, You Ask A Book A Question, You Must Answer It Yourself. In This Respect A Book Is Like Nature Or The World. When You Question It, It Answers You Only To The Extent That You Do The Work Of Thinking An Analysis Yourself.

I Suspect That Most Of The Individuals Who Have Religious Faith Are Content With Blind Faith

Wonder Is The Beginning Of Wisdom In Learning From Books As Well As From Nature.