One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
No act can be quite so intimate as the sexual embrace.
I can never consent to being dictated to.
It's not like I particularly have an interest in creepiness for creepy's sake.
As long as you keep a person down, some part of you has to be down there to hold him down, so it means you cannot soar as you otherwise might.
Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it.
You can only go by the instinct that you have.
One cannot violate the promptings of one's nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
If we insist on being as sure as is conceivable... we must be content to creep along the ground, and never soar.
Ambition can creep as well as soar.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.