Thank everyone who calls out your faults, your anger, your impatience, your egotism; do this consciously, voluntarily.

Fear is a noose that binds until it strangles.

Men try to run life according to their wishes; life runs itself according to necessity.

I am not less poet; I am more conscious of all that I am, am not, and might become.

Acceptance of prevailing standards often means we have no standards of our own.

There is no such thing as happiness. Life bends joy and pain, beauty and ugliness, in such a way that no one may isolate them. No one should want to. Perfect joy, or perfect pain, with no contrasting element to define them, would mean a monotony of consciousness, would mean death

Men are apt to idolize or fear that which they cannot understand, especially if it be a woman.