Love Forgives The Lover Even His Lust.

There They Laugh: They Do Not Understand Me; I Am Not The Mouth For These Ears.

To Blaspheme The Earth Is Now The Most Dreadful Sin, And To Rate The Heart Of The Unknowable Higher Than The Meaning Of The Earth!

Sometimes It Is Harder To Accede To A Thing Than It Is To See Its Truth.

Out Of Love, Women Become Entirely What It Is That They Are In The Imaginations Of The Men Who Love Them.

Freedom Of Opinion Is Like Health; Both Are Individual, And No Good General Conception Can Be Set Up Of Either Of Them.