If woman is inconstant, good, I am faithful to ebb and flow, I fall in season and now is a time of ripening.

Marvelous Truth, confront us at every turn, in every guise.

It's when we face for a moment the worst our kind can do, and shudder to know the taint in our own selves, that awe cracks the mind's shell and enters the heart.

Mediocrity is perhaps due not so much to lack of imagination as to lack of faith in the imagination, lack of the capacity for this abandon.

You have come to the shore. There are no instructions.

The world is not with us enough. O taste and see.

If woman is inconstant, good, I am faithful to ebb and flow, I fall in season and now is a time of ripening.