Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.

It is now your duty to hone that talent, because a person who wastes his God-given talents is a donkey.

Man is wise to fear: it sharpens the sense of self-preservation.

The only obsession everyone wants: 'love.' People think that in falling in love they make themselves whole? The Platonic union of souls? I think otherwise. I think you're whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. You're whole, and then you're cracked open.

Written By Philip Roth

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