No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep.

He looked like the love thoughts of women.

My head was full of misty fumes of doubt.

She didn't read books so she didn't know that she was the world and the heavens boiled down to a drop.

It seems like the first law of Nature is that everybody likes to receive things, but nobody likes to feel grateful.

I have been amazed by the Anglo-Saxon's lack of curiosity about the internal lives and emotions of the Negroes, and for that matter, any non-Anglo-Saxon peoples within our borders, above the class of unskilled labor.

Why fear? The stuff of my being is matter, ever changing, ever moving, but never lost; so what need of denominations and creeds to deny myself the comfort of all my fellow men? The wide belt of the universe has no need for finger-rings. I am one with the infinite and need no other assurance.