Theology is never any help; it is searching in a dark cellar at midnight for a black cat that isn't there. Theologians can persuade themselves of anything.

Only a man who is happy can create happiness in others.

Reality is what we make it. Or what is made for us by the companies we keep. It is our clay from which we fashion ourselves.

When I saw the photograph I realized for the first time why the obituaries had so disturbed me. I had allowed other people to think he was dead. I had allowed him to be buried alive.

Written By Joan Didion

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