The life of the soul is incalculable.

What concerns me now is that my life be a beautiful, powerful, in a word, a complete life of its kind.

Male and female represent the two sides of the great radical dualism. But in fact they are perpetually passing into one another. Fluid hardens to solid, solid rushes to fluid. There is no wholly masculine man, no purely feminine woman.

I know of no inquiry which the impulses of man suggests that is forbidden to the resolution of man to pursue.

Union is only possible to those who are units. To be fit for relations in time, souls, whether of man or woman, must be able to do without them in the spirit.

Be what you would seem to be - or, if you'd like it put more simply - a house is no home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.

Spirits that have once been sincerely united and tended together a sacred flame, never become entirely stranger to one another's life.