We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly. Sam Keen
The imagination is that which is the least human in man. It wrenches him away from himself and plunges him into ecstacy; It puts him into secret communion with the powers of nature. Who speaks to me, with my own voice? From himself comes a marvellous stranger called ArtMikel Dufrenne
