Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.

Chastity is not chastity in an old man, but a disability to be unchaste.

The Phoenix riddle hath more wit By us, we two being one, are it. So to one neutral thing both sexes fit, We die and rise the same, and prove Mysterious by this love.

God himself took a day to rest in, and a good man's grave is his Sabbath.

God is so omnipresent. . . . God is an angel in an angel, and a stone in a stone, and a straw in a straw.

Commemoration of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator of the Scriptures, 1922 A memory of yesterday's pleasures, a fear of tomorrow's dangers, a straw under my knees, a noise in my ear, a light in my eye, an anything, a nothing, a fancy, a chimera in my brain, troubles me in my prayers.

Then love is sin, and let me sinful be.