A wife loves out of duty, and duty leads to constraint, and constraint kills desire.

The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life.

There is an invisible garment woven around us from our earliest years; it is made of the way we eat, the way we walk, the way we greet people.

There's a kind of permission for war which can be given only by the world's mood and atmosphere, the feel of its pulse. It would be madness to undertake a war without that permission.

In war-time a man is called a hero. It doesn't make him any braver, and he runs for his life. But at least it's a hero who is running away.

Those who weep recover more quickly than those who smile.

Water is the one substance from which the earth can conceal nothing; it sucks out its innermost secrets and brings them to our very lips.