Women, ever since there have been women, have had a way of being people.

we shall know that we have begun to speak true by an increased hunger for true-speaking; we shall have the whole hunger only after we have given ourselves the first taste of it.

Nature is what you don't have to trouble about. It looks after itself.

Until the missing story of ourselves is told, nothing besides told can suffice us: we shall go on quietly craving it.

Conversation succeeds conversation, Until there's nothing left to talk about Except truth, the perennial monologue, And no talker to dispute it but itself.

Poetry is a sleep-maker for that which sits up late in us listening for the footfall of the future on to-day's doorstep.

rummaging in the storehouses of religious or literary history for myth-matter for ideational uses is of the nature of spiritual vulgarity.