Love is the hastening gravitation of spirit towards spirit, and body towards body, in the joy of creation.

One's action ought to come out of an achieved stillness: not to be a mere rushing on.

You don't want to be an animal, you want to observe your own animal functions, so as to get a mental thrill out of them. It is allpurely secondary--and more decadent than the most hide-bound intellectualism.

And then she realized that his presence was the wall, his presence was destroying her. Unless she could break out, she must die most fearfully, walled up in horror. And he was the wall. She must break down the wall. She must break him down before her, the awful obstruction of him who obstructed her life to the last. It must be done, or she must perish most horribly.

I do esteem individual liberty above everything. What is a nation for, but to secure the maximum liberty to every individual?

For, of course, being a girl, one’s whole dignity and meaning in life consisted in the achievement of an absolute, a perfect, a pure and noble freedom. What else did a girl’s life mean?

For to desire is better than to possess, the finality of the end was dreaded as deeply as it was desired.