Only a struggle twists sentimentality and lust together into love.

When love flies it is remembered not as love but as something else.

Only a struggle twists sentimentality and lust together into love.

Do you suppose there's any difference between spring in nature and spring in man? But there we go, praising the one and condemning the other as improper, ashamed that the same laws work eternally through both.

Man has to pick up the use of his functions as he goes along- especially the function of Love.

This desire to govern a woman -- it lies very deep, and men and women must fight it together.... But I do love you surely in a better way then he does." He thought. "Yes -- really in a better way. I want you to have your own thoughts even when I hold you in my arms.

Life is easy to chronicle, but bewildering to practice.