It grew late. Through the open door, stealthily, came the scent of madonna lilies, almost as if it were prowling abroad.

One man isn't any better than another, not because they are equal, but because they are intrinsically other, that there is no termof comparison.

One sheds one's sicknesses in books - repeats and presents again one's emotions, to be master of them.

Truth does not lie beyond humanity, but is one of the products of the human mind and feeling.

It is a fine thing to establish one's own religion in one's heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.

The deadly Hydra now is the hydra of Equality. Liberty, Equality and Fraternity is the three-fanged serpent.

Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul.