It is not a woman I want - it is all women.

We have the divinity of our great misery. And our solitude, with its toilsome ideas, tears and laughter, is fatally divine.

There is no hell, no inferno except the frenzy of living.

It is not a woman I want - it is all women.

I see too deep and too much.

At the touch of mankind, things wear away with heartbreaking slowness.

I believe, in spite of all, in truth's victory. I believe in the momentous value, hereafter inviolable, of those few truly fraternal men in all the countries of the world, who, in the oscillation of national egoisms let loose, stand up and stand out, steadfast as the glorious statues of Right and Duty.