I should not dare to call my soul my own.

A woman's always younger than a man at equal years.

The world's male chivalry has perished out, but women are knights-errant to the last; and, if Cervantes had been greater still, he had made his Don a Donna.

The plague of gold strikes far and near.

What is art but the life upon the larger scale, the higher. When, graduating up in a spiral line of still expanding and ascending gyres, it pushes toward the intense significance of all things, hungry for the infinite?

My love for him was so exquisitely pure that if we all were capable of giving and receiving such a beautiful gift the world would be a far more brilliant place; I think we'd all be poets.

Happy are all free peoples, too strong to be dispossessed. But blessed are those among nations who dare to be strong for the rest!