I was in the midst of it all - saw war where war is worst - not on the battlefields, no - in the hospitals ... there I mixed with it: and now I say God damn the wars - allw ars: God damn every war: God damn 'em! God damn 'em!

this is thy hour o soul, thy free flight into the wordless, away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done, thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best, night, sleep, death and the stars.

A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.

All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it.

From this hour, freedom! Going where I like, my own master.

A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity; but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman.

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?