All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.

If men and women are to understand each other, to enter into each other's nature with mutual sympathy, and to become capable of genuine comradeship, the foundation must be laid in youth.

Thinking in its lower grades, is comparable to paper money, and in its higher forms it is a kind of poetry.

The romantic embrace can only be compared with music and with prayer.

The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago... had they happened to be within the reach of predatory human hands.