Don’t forget that compared to a grownup person every baby is a genius. Think of the capacity to learn! The freshness, the temperament, the will of a baby a few months old!
It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!
The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.
Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.
In the country of pain we are each alone.
True feeling justifies whatever it may cost.
Each day, and the living of it, has to be a conscious creation in which discipline and order are relieved with some play and pure foolishness.
May we agree that private life is irrelevant? Multiple, mixed, ambiguous at best – out of it we try to fashion the crystal clear, the singular, the absolute, and that is what is relevant; that is what matters.
Women are at last becoming persons first and wives second, and that is as it should be.
There is only one real deprivation… and that is not to be able to give one’s gifts to those one loves most.