Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its highest. Live in fragments no longer

It was unbearable, and he thought again, 'How unhappy I am!' and became happier.

She only felt that the candle would burn better, the packing go easier, the world be happier, if she could give and receive some human love.

I won't be protected. I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right. To shield me is an insult.

Even a fellow with a camera has his favourite subjects, as we can see looking through the Kodak-albums of our friends. One amateur prefers the family group, another bathing scenes, another cows upon an alp, or kittens held upside down in the arms of a black-faced child. The tendency to choose one subject rather than another indicates the photographer's temperament. Nevertheless, his passion is for photography rather than for selection, a kitten will serve when no cows are available.

Beauty ought to look a little surprised: it is the emotion that best suits her face. The beauty who does not look surprised, who accepts her position as her due - she reminds us too much of a prima donna.

We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.