But then peace, peace! I am so mistrustful of it: so much afraid that it means a sort of weakness and giving in.

No absolute is going to make the lion lie down with the lamb: unless the lamb is inside.

The war is dreadful. It is the business of the artist to follow it home to the heart of the individual fighters - not to talk in armies and nations and numbers - but to track it home.

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

Love is the hastening gravitation of spirit towards spirit, and body towards body, in the joy of creation.

She looked at him, and oh, the weariness to her, of the effort to understand another language, the weariness of hearing him, attending to him, making out who he was, as he stood there fair-bearded and alien, looking at her. She knew something of him, of his eyes. But she could not grasp him. She closed her eyes.

I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.