There is such a thing as the pressure of darkness.

A man without a woman is like a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman who makes the man go off.

You say, "Where goest Thou?" I cannot tell, And still go on. But if the way be straight I cannot go amiss: before me lies Dawn and the day: the night behind me: that Suffices me: I break the bounds: I see, And nothing more; believe and nothing less. My future is not one of my concerns.

The fact is that the beautiful, humanly speaking, is merely form considered in its simplest aspect, in its most perfect symmetry, in its most entire harmony with our make-up. Thus the ensemble that it offers us is always complete, but restricted like ourselves. What we call the ugly, on the contrary, is a detail of a great whole which eludes us, and which is in harmony, not with man but with all creation. That is why it constantly presents itself to us in new but incomplete aspects.

If God had intended that man should go backward, he would have given him eyes in the back of his head.

The flesh is the upper surface of the unknown.

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.