...to Think Of Ourselves As Those Who

As The Struggle For Survival Has Subsided, The Question Has Emerged: Survival For What? Ever More People Have The Means To Live, But No Meaning To Live For.

Instead Of Possibilities, I Have Realities In My Past, Not Only The Reality Of Work Done And Of Love Loved, But Of Sufferings Bravely Suffered. These Sufferings Are Even The Things Of Which I Am Most Proud, Though These Are Things Which Cannot Inspire Envy.

Life Can Be Pulled By Goals Just As Surely As It Can Be Pushed By Drives.

A Human Being Is A Deciding Being.

Sunday Neurosis, That Kind Of Depression Which Afflicts People Who Become Aware Of The Lack Of Content In Their Lives When The Rush Of The Busy Week Is Over And The Void Within Themselves Becomes Manifest.