We are finally driven to monogamy not by morality but by exhaustion.
In a bad marriage, friends are the invisible glue. If we have enough friends, we may go on for years, intending to leave, talking about leaving -instead of actually getting up and leaving.
The Passion that one Soul hath for God cannot be judged by another.
Courage is the only Magic worth having.
It takes a spasm of love to write a poem.
The hardest part is believing in yourself at the notebook stage. It is like believing in dreams in the morning.