The thing which seems so glorious when viewed from the heights of the country's cause looks so muddy when seen from the bottom. One begins by getting angry and then feels disgusted.

Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine. Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill.

The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day.

Truth looks tawdry when she is overdressed.

Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly. For life is a creative idea; it can only find itself in changing forms

Man is a rough-hewn and woman a finished product.

And because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well.