A man has no religion who has not slowly and painfully gathered one together, adding to it, shaping it; and one's religion is never complete and final, it seems, but must always be undergoing modification.

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.

In America the chief accusation seems to be one of "Eroticism." This is odd, rather puzzling to my mind. Which Eros? Eros of the jaunty "amours," or Eros of the sacred mysteries? And if the latter, why accuse, why not respect, even venerate?

If it be not true to me, What care I how true it be.. Though it be not true to thee, It's gay and gospel truth to me.

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

Art is a form of supremely delicate awareness and atonement — meaning atoneness, the state of being at one with the object.

Never trust the teller, trust the tale.