Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.

For the neurotic, the merging of the subconscious and the conscious may be risky, just as it is for the users of drugs. But for the writer who is aware of the way in which this connection exists in reality and nourishes creativity, the sooner he can achieve a synthesis among intellect, emotion, and instinct, the sooner his work will be integrated.

I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness.

One may gain one truth at the expense of another.

Someone told me the delightful story of the crusader who put a chastity belt on his wife and gave the key to his best friend for safekeeping, in case of his death. He had ridden only a few miles away when his friend, riding hard, caught up with him, saying 'You gave me the wrong key!

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

Self-destructive patterns cause as much suffering as outer catastrophes.