For it is a serious thing to have been watched. We all radiate something curiously intimate when we believe ourselves to be alone.

Excuse my mistakes, realize my limitations. Life is not easy as we know it on the earth.

But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.

If only the sense of actuality can be lulled-and it sleeps for ever in most historians-there is no passion that cannot be gratified in the past.

At the moment they vanished they were everywhere, the cool benediction of the night descended, the stars sparkled, and the whole universe was a hill.

Unless we remember we cannot understand.

It is thus, if there is any rule, that we ought to die--neither as victim nor as fanatic, but as the seafarer who can greet with an equal eye the deep that he is entering, and the shore that he must leave.