We ought to dance with rapture that we might be alive... and part of the living, incarnate cosmos.
And if tonight my soul may find her peace in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.
We have to hate our immediate predecessors to get free of their authority.
We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.
Oh the innocent girl in her maiden teens knows perfectly well what everything means.
How beautiful maleness is, if it finds its right expression.
The human soul needs actual beauty more than bread.
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.
A man has no religion who has not slowly and painfully gathered one together, adding to it, shaping it; and one's religion is never complete and final, it seems, but must always be undergoing modification.
We have lost the art of living, and in the most important science of all, the science of daily life, the science of behavior, we are complete ignoramuses. We have psychology instead.
And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything as you like it, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose, and it's always daisy-time
In every living thing there is the desire for love.
It ought to be lovely to be old, To be full of the peace that comes with experience And wrinkled ripe fulfillment
The tragedy is when you've got sex in the head instead of down where it belongs.
We need not feel ashamed of flirting with the zodiac. The zodiac is well worth flirting with.