p. 25 Was it not John Locke who said that the mark of genius is the ability to discern not this thing or that thing but rather the connection between the two?
p. 33 Since that time I have learned that a reading over 6 generally means that a person has so abstracted himself from himself and from the world around him, seeing things as theories and himself as a shadow, that he cannot, so to speak, reenter the lovely ordinary world.
p. 35 At that time the only treatment of angelism, that is, excessive abstraction of the self from itself, was recovery of self through ordeal.
p. 74 People are kind. They find it easy to forgive you in the name of tragedy or insanity and most of all if you are smart.
p. 148 Every molecule in your body has been replaced but you are exactly the same. The scientists are wrong: man is not his own juices but a vortex, a traveling suck in his juices.
p. 152 I feel like a one-eyed man in the valley of the blind.
p. 201 How can a man spend 45 years as a stranger to himself? No other creature would do such a thing. No animal would, for he is pure organism. No angel would, for he is pure spirit.
p. 321 "We'll live at Tara," says Lola past my arm in the prosaic casting-ahead voice of a woman planning tomorrow's meals.
p. 353 "Don't commit the one sin for which there is no forgiveness." "Which one is that?" "The sin against grace. If God gives you the grace to believe in him and love him and you refuse, the sin will not be forgiven you."
p. 360 Strange: I am older, yet there seems to be more time, time for watching and waiting and thinking and working.
p. 379 (last sentence) To bed we go for a long winter's nap, twined about each other as the ivy twineth, not under a bush or in a car or on the floor or any such humbug as marked the past peculiar years of Christendom, but at home in bed where all good folk belong.
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