And this is the final meaning of work: the extension of human consciousness. The lesser meaning of work is the achieving of self-preservation.

And all the time she felt the reflection of his hopelessness in her. She couldn't quite, quite love in hoplessness. And he, being hopeless, couldn't ever love at all.

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.

No man is a man unless to his woman he is a pioneer.

I'm not sure if a mental relation with a woman doesn't make it impossible to love her. To know the mind of a woman is to end in hating her. Love means the pre-cognitive flow...it is the honest state before the apple.

The East is marvellously interesting for tracing our steps back. But for going forward, it is nothing. All it can hope for is to be fertilised by Europe, so that it can start on a new phase.

My soul is my great asset and my great misfortune.