Such is the strength of the burden of habit. Here I have the power to be but do not wish it. There I wish to be but lacks the power. On both grounds, I'm in misery.

I was looking for something to love, for I was in love with loving, and I hated security and a smooth way, free from snares.

The Devil often transforms himself into an angel to tempt men, some for their instruction, some for their ruin.

There is something in humility which, strangely enough, exalts the heart, and something in pride which debases it.

I had a clear idea about what time is till I was asked to explain it and ceased to understand it altogether as soon as I began explaining it.

The one who sings, prays twice.

If a shameless woman expects to be defiled and then dies of her fierce love because you do not consent, will chastity also be homicide?