One may take many liberties with God which one cannot take with men.

I think all sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story or tell a story about them.

Truth, like time, is an idea arising from, and dependent upon, human intercourse.

I will not let thee go, except thou bless me.

What is man, when you come to think upon him, but a minutely set, ingenious machine for turning with infinite artfulness, the red wine of Shiraz into urine?

The entire being of a woman is a secret which should be kept.

The air was cold to the lungs, the long grass dripping wet, and the herbs on it gave out their spiced astringent scent. In a little while on all sides the Cicada would begin to sing. The grass was me , and the air, the distant invisible mountains were me, the tired oxen were me. I breathed with the slight night-wind in the thorn trees.