Except in extremity, we rarely beg for what we truly need.
We are most radical when we acknowledge the simplicity of our aims and urges.
If we hate our own needs, we will find ourselves needing to hate more and more.
We have to meet our needs in the sense of making their acquaintance before we can meet them in the sense of using them to make satisfaction possible.
If someone provides us with what we have needed desperately for a long time, we are sure to respond not just with love and gratitude but also with hatred and resentment, because they have, as we experience it, been so slow in coming. What possible excuse can they give us for their indifference?