The great home of the soul is the open road.
They say geniuses mostly have great mothers. They mostly have sad fates.
Sex and beauty are inseparable, like life and consciousness. And the intelligence which goes with sex and beauty, and arises out of sex and beauty, is intuition.
Pornography is the attempt to insult sex, to do dirt on it.
Love is the hastening gravitation of spirit towards spirit, and body towards body, in the joy of creation.
And in this passion for understanding her soul lay close to his; she had him all to herself. But he must be made abstract first.