The ideal is a marvellous and respectable escape from the actual
The ideal is a projection of thought which is memory, and the practising of the ideal is a self-centred activity, just as violence is
The ideal is fictitious, ego-made, and becoming the ideal is an escape from what is
The ideal is the opposite of what I am, and all opposites contain the seeds of their own opposites
We pursue the ideal because it does not demand immediate action; the ideal is an accepted and respected postponement




