Life rises out of death, death rises out of life; in being opposite they yearn to each other, they give birth to each other and are forever reborn. And with them, all is reborn, the flower of the apple tree, the light of the stars. In life is death. In death is rebirth. What then is life without death? Life unchanging, everlasting, eternal?-What is it but death-death without rebirth?

I can never get used to the fact, though I know it, that women are born cynics. Men have to learn cynicism. Infant girls could teach it to them.

Claude Levi-Strauss has been a great source of fruitful irritation to my mind.

Yet we were rescued by that fancy, and saved by a myth.

He is far too intelligent to become really cerebral.

Morning comes whether you set the alarm or not.

All makers must leave room for the acts of the spirit. But they have to work hard and carefully, and wait patiently, to deserve them.