Whats beauty anyway but ugliness if it hurts you?

Whats beauty anyway but ugliness if it hurts you?

Once a man has tasted creative action, then thereafter, no matter how safely he schools himself in patience, he is restive, acutely dissatisfied with anything else. He becomes as a lover to whom abstinence is intolerable.

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

To understand a new idea, break an old habit.

We never know we are beings till we love. And then it is we know the powers and potentialities of human existence.

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