The only true aristocracy is that of consciousness.

The lion shall never lie down with the lamb. The lion eternally shall devour the lamb, the lamb eternally shall be devoured. Man knows the great consummation in the flesh, the sensual ecstasy, and that is eternal. Also the spiritual ecstasy of unanimity, that is eternal. But the two are separate and never to be confused.

I'll do my life work, sticking up for the love between man and woman.

But the effort, the effort! And as the marrow is eaten out of a man's bones and the soul out of his belly, contending with the strange rapacity of savage life, the lower stage of creation, he cannot make the effort any more.

For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

No form of love is wrong, so long as it is love, and you yourself honour what you are doing. Love has an extraordinary variety of forms! And that is all that there is in life, it seems to me.

If a woman hasn't got a tiny streak of harlot in her, she's a dry stick as a rule.