Naught is possessed, neither gold, nor land nor love, nor life, nor peace, nor even sorrow nor death, nor yet salvation. Say of nothing: It is mine. Say only: It is with me.

In masturbation there is nothing but loss.

The Moon! Artemis! the great goddess of the splendid past of men! Are you going to tell me she is a dead lump?

You're always begging things to love you," he said, "as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them--

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

Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul.

I do esteem individual liberty above everything. What is a nation for, but to secure the maximum liberty to every individual?