The better you hear a thing put, the more certain you are there's another view.

In the midst of the happiness they brought there was always a lurking shadow. The shadow of incompatibility; of the impossibility of being at once bound and free. The garden breeds a longing for the wild; the wild a homesickness for the garden.

People is themselves when they are children, and not again till they know they'm dying.

No future life could heal the degradation of having been a woman. Religion in the world had nothing but insults for women.

Women who are not living ought to spend all their time cracking jokes. In a rotten society women grow witty; making a heaven while they wait.

Clear thought makes clear speech.

Life ought to be lived on a basis of silence, where truth blossoms.