there was not a tree on the place, only the horrible prickly pear bushes thrusting out their distorted arms as if exulting in their own nakedness.

I love humility in a woman. It's so rare. With man, of course, it is practically extinct.

Death is the opening-and the closing-of a Door.

There is no such thing as time for those who are happy. For the others - there is nothing else.

If you didn't sit with your head in the clouds so perpetually you wouldn't get so many shocks.

That's the worst of doctors. They are so keen about the body, but they don't study the soul at all.

we are all given the ingredients of happiness, but the mixing is left to ourselves.