When man has nothing but his will to assert--even his good-will--it is always bullying. Bolshevism is one sort of bullying, capitalism another: and liberty is a change of chains.

Rippling, rippling, rippling, like a flapping overlapping of soft flames, soft as feathers, running to points of brilliance, exquisite, exquisite and melting her all molten inside.

That's how women are with me " said Paul. "They want me like mad but they don't want to belong to me.

It's autumn and everybody feels like a disembodied spirit then.

A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.

When man has nothing but his will to assert--even his good-will--it is always bullying. Bolshevism is one sort of bullying, capitalism another: and liberty is a change of chains.

The one woman who never gives herself is your free woman, who is always giving herself.