For all the toll the desert takes of a man it gives compensations, deep breaths, deep sleep, and the communion of the stars.

Probably we never fully credit the interdependence of wild creatures, and their cognizance of the affairs of their own kind.

I am not sure that God always knows who are his great men; he is so very careless of what happens to them while they live.

I suppose that Italy must always lie like some lovely sunken island at the bottom of all passionate dreams, from which at the flood it may arise; the air of it is charged with subtle essences of romance. One supposes Italy must be organized for the need of lovers.

What women have to stand on squarely [is] not their ability to see the world in the way men see it, but the importance and validity of their seeing it in some other way.

When a woman ceases to alter the fashion of her hair, you guess that she has passed the crisis of her experience.

The arc of my mind has an equal swing in all directions. I should say the same of your mind if I thought you would believe it. But we are so saturated with the notion that Time is a dimension accessible from one direction only, that you will at first probably be shocked by my saying that I can see truly as far in front of me as I can see exactly behind me.