The love of only one man or one woman is an enclosure.

There is no bleaker moment in life of the city than that one which crosses the boundary lines between those who have not slept all night and those who are going to work. It was for Sabina as if two races of men and women lived on earth, the night people and the day people, never meeting face to face except at this moment.

All unlived emotions turn to inanity.

I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.

Whenever you do something that is not aligned with the yearning or your soul—you create suffering.

Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

Innocence was gone from all our acts. Our habitual state of rebellion became a serious political crime.