We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us that they may see, it may be, their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer, perhaps even with a fiercer life because of our quiet.

It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.

The light of lights looks always on the motive, not the deed, the shadow of shadows on the deed alone.

To be born woman is to know - although they do not speak of it at school - women must labor to be beautiful.

What the world's million lips are searching for, must be substantial somewhere.

I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.

The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night-walkers' song After great cathedral gong.