Dogs are our link to paradise.

and she realized that she (her soul) was not at all involved, only her body, her body alone. The body that had betrayed her and that she had sent out into the world among other bodies.

Attaching love to sex is one of the most bizarre ideas the Creator ever had.

Laughing deeply is living deeply.

No act is of itself either good or bad. Only its place in the order of things makes it good or bad.

Her drama was a drama not of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden but the unbearable lightness of being.

She was aware that in love even the most passionate idealism will not rid the body's surface of its terrible, basic importance.