Religion is the struggle for greater awareness of reality, deeper understanding of the nature of life. Art, also, struggles for awareness and understanding. The goal is identical. Art, rightly practiced, is a way of religion. The better the art, the more religious its character.

Christopher Isherwood, Diaries, Volume One

The greatest lesson the depressive learns: Nothing in the world is inherently compelling. Nothing is either good or bad, desirable or undesirable, or anything else except that it is made so by laboratories inside us producing the emotions on which we live. And to live on our emotions is to live arbitrarily, inaccurately – imparting meaning to what has none of its own. Yet what other way is there to live?