I know now, Lord, why you utter no answer. You are yourself the answer. Before your face questions die away. What other answer would suffice?

And this is the marvel of marvels; that he called me Beloved.

The false religion of lust is baser than the false religion of mother-love or patriotism or art: but lust is less likely to be made into a religion.

I do not believe one can settle how much we ought to give. I am afraid the only safe rule is to give more than we can spare.

Our passions are not too strong, they are too weak. We are far too easily pleased.

Being in love is a good thing, but it is not the best thing. There are many things below it, but there are also things above it. You cannot make it the basis of a whole life. It is a noble feeling, but it is still a feeling. Now no feeling can be relied on to last in its full intensity, or even to last at all. Knowledge can last, principles can last, habits can last; but feelings come and go.

And men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins