doubt seems the only purity for those who are too fervent to deny, and too lucid to affirm.

My queerness is not a vice, is not deliberate, and harms no one.

My only books were women's looks.

It is time for dead languages to keep quiet.

One is not oneself every day-fortunately.

We know all their gods; they ignore ours. What they call our sins are our gods, and what they call their gods, we name otherwise.

Indiscretion has always seemed to me to be one of the privileges of tact.