Brave people add up to an aristocracy. The democracy of thou-shalt-not is bound to be a collection of weak men.

If I take my whole, passionate, spiritual and physical love to the woman who in return loves me, that is how I serve God. And my hymn and my game of joy is my work.

In every living thing there is the desire for love.

Brave people add up to an aristocracy. The democracy of thou-shalt-not is bound to be a collection of weak men.

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

At the back of my life's horizon, where the dreamings of past lives crowd.

Beauty is a mystery. You can neither eat it nor make flannel out of it.