It is easy to face Death and Fate, and the things that sound so dreadful. It is on my muddles that I look back with horror--on thethings that I might have avoided.
It's not what people do to you, but what they mean, that hurts.
Truth is a flower in whose neighbourhood others must wither.
The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.
... there are shadows because there are hills.
Passion does not blind. No. Passion is sanity, and the woman you love, she is the only person you will ever really understand.