The ego does not tolerate awareness of subordination, even though natural and social necessity is final. When we can’t shuffle things, we shuffle their values. The intellect grows like a rash with all this itching and scratching.


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Confidence is in bed with certainty.  Hope is how a negative feeling pulls experimental futures over its head until it secures a positive reaction.

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