I want to read it again. Now. I know it will pick up things I didn’t the first time through. Sadly, I will have to wait until I am not in school. It’s too long to try to read again now.
“And since I must be alive in order to know that you are, I will live in the world as it is, in the manner of life it demands. Not halfway, but completely. Not pleading and running from it, but walking out to meet it, beating it to the pain and the ugliness, being first to choose the worst it can do to me.”
“Every lonliness is a pinnacle.”
“Her plain little face looked beautiful for a moment, as if the future were opening before her and its glow were already upon her forehead, as if she were eager and proud and ready to meet it. It was one of those rare moments when the humblest person suddenly knows suddenly what it means to feel as the center of the universe, and is made beautiful by the knowledge, and the world – in the eyes of witnesses – looks like a better place for having such a center.”
“You know how people long to be eternal. But they die with every day that passes. When you meet them, they’re not what you met last. In any given hour, they kill some part of themselves. They change, they deny, they contradict – and they call it growth. At the end there’s nothing left, nothing unreversed or unbetrayed; as if there had never been an entity, only a sucession of adjectives fading in and out on an unformed mass. How do they expect a permanence which they have never held for a single moment?”
“Before you can do things for people, you must be the type of man who can get things done. But to get things done, you must love the doing, not the secondary consequences. The work, not the peoples. Your own action, not any possible object of your charity.”