No new sect ever had humor; no disciples either, even the disciples of Christ.

... once you get beyond the crust of the first pang it is all the same and you can easily bear it. It is just the transition from painlessness to pain that is so terrible.

My Life cannot implement in action the demands of all the people to whom my heart responds.

Him that I love, I wish to be free -- even from me.

there is no aristocracy of grief. Grief is a great leveler.

If one is estranged from oneself, then one is estranged from others too. If one is out of touch with oneself, then one cannot touch others.

What a circus act we women perform every day of our lives. Look at us. We run a tightrope daily, balancing a pile of books on the head. Baby-carriage, parasol, kitchen chair, still under control. Steady now! This is not the life of simplicity but the life of multiplicity that the wise men warn us of.