Good things happen to those who hustle.

Sometimes we reveal ourselves when we are least like ourselves.

Woman does not forget she needs the fecundator, she does not forget that everything that is born of her is planted in her.

We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds.

His life rushes onward in such torrential rhythm that...only angels and devils can catch the tempo of it.

... only love begets love.

There is a resemblance between men and women, not a contrast. When a man begins to recognize his feeling, the two unite. When men accept the sensitive side of themselves, they come alive.