Book: Diaries Of Zeus

What an amazing thing youth, ten times think it over, and ten times find that we still have a piece, a forgotten piece, which we don't really, but which yet are hardy enough that we suffered, feeling his loss.

... Hatred very often regrets or pain from lack of something. And then seek to destroy the way of life that they themselves would like to have, and those who would like to be.

Between water and the feminine there is a clear complicity, as between masculine and fire.

Bad love is not necessarily harmful. It can be beneficial if the one who is freed from her, regaining himself, but improved. It burns in the heart of the adult that remains from childhood.

Our first beloved left us a deep imprint. Then we do mark other.

... the power of bad arguments juts out into rebellion; but the rebellion never go into the arguments of the government.

What is the balance if not permanently correct the imbalance?

When the desire comes hate, any claim nothing more than fiction, and one gets angry with another just because that is what it is.

To sacrifice is gratefully share what we have; not to deprive yourself of everything, but only to separate the part free of charge and to give in gratitude for what was given to you.

What we want really, and for what willing to make the effort, sooner or later comes to us, but never the way we imagined.

We would be the best mirrors in the world, perhaps less time admiring his own reflection.

Those who accept the dictates of the Fates, the gods are; the one who refuses - dragging.

So they, the wives, the spouses want winners, and then gradually begin to hate them for winning.