Everything gives way before the recurring torment and festivity of passion.

My soul is ten thousand miles wide and extremely invisibly deep. It is the same size as the sea, and you cannot, you cannot cram it into beer cans and fingernails and stake it out in lots and own it. It will drown you all and never even notice.

Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings

Anyhow they’re always exceptions. But most women, their only relationship to a man is having. Either owning or being owned.

We live in capitalism. Its power seems inescapable. So did the divine right of kings.

Do you see, Arren, how an act is not, as young men think, like a rock that one picks up and throws, and it hits or misses, and that's the end of it. When that rock is lifted, the earth is lighter; the hand that bears it is heavier. When it is thrown, the circuits of the stars respond, and where it strikes or falls the universe is changed.

... the habit of literature [is] the best defense against believing the half-truths of ideologues and the lies of demagogues.