In nothing is there more evolution than the American mind.

Resist much, obey little.

I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself?

Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with perfume, no other words but words of love, no other thought but love.

The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.

Day by day and night by night we were together - all else has long been forgotten by me.

I know I am deathless…We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers, There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.