The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
Kate Chopinโฆthere would be no powerful will binding hers in that blind persistence with which men and women believe they have a right to impose a private will upon a fellow creatureโฆAnd yet she had loved him- sometimes. Often she had not. What did it matter! What could love, the unsolved mystery, count for in the face of this possession of self-assertion which she suddenly recognized as the strongest impulse of her being.
Kate ChopinWho can tell what metals the gods use in forging the subtle bond which we call sympathy, which we might as well call love.
Kate Chopin