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Nothing puzzles me more than time and space; yet nothing troubles me less. Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, and the overtaking and possessing of a wish, discovers the folly of the chase. When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise and the night be gone? And I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day. If I had a formula for bypassing trouble, I wouldn't pass it around. Wouldn't be doing anybody a favour. Trouble creates a capacity to handle it. I don't say embrace trouble. That's as bad as treating it as an enemy. But I do say, meet it as a friend, for you'll see a lot of it and had better be on speaking terms with it. Trouble is the common denominator of living. It is the great equalizer. Trouble is a part of your life, and if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough. Anxiety is essential to the human condition. The confrontation with anxiety can relieve us from boredom, sharpen the sensitivity and assure the presence of tension that is necessary to preserve human existence. We poison our lives with fear of burglary and shipwreck, and, ask anyone, the house is never burgled, and the ship never goes down. Neurosis is the way of avoiding non-being by avoiding being. Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom. Anxiety is fear of one's self. Fear ringed by doubt is my eternal moon. Worries go down better with soup than without. Neurotic means he is not as sensible as I am, and psychotic means he's even worse than my brother-in-law. Anxiety is the interest paid on trouble before it is due. Anxiety is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained. There is a difference between a psychopath and a neurotic. A psychopath thinks two and two are five. A neurotic knows that two and two are four, but he worries about it. Worrying helps you some. It seems as if you are doing something when you're worrying. Everything great in the world comes from neurotics. They alone have founded our religions, and composed our masterpieces. Never will the world know all it owes to them, nor all they have suffered to enrich us. For what human ill does not dawn seem to be an alleviation. |