I am in love and, my God, it is the greatest thing that can happen to a man.
The true self is not aware that it is a self. A bird, as it sings, sings itself. But not according to a picture. It has no idea of itself.
Europe's the mayonnaise all right, but America supplies the good old lobster.
I cannot get any sense of an enemy - only of a disaster.
Love is the hastening gravitation of spirit towards spirit, and body towards body, in the joy of creation.
We are so conceited and so unproud.