but the bravest man among us is afraid of himself
All women are rebels.
Man is a being with myriad lives and myriad sensations, a complex, multiform creature that bears within itself strange legacies of thought and passion, and whose very flesh is tainted with the monstrous maladies of the dead.
One's dreams must be big enough so as not to lose sight of them.
The sky was pure opal now.
Never regret thy fall, O Icarus of the fearless flight For the greatest tragedy of them all Is never to feel the burning light.