Do not aim low, you will miss the mark. Aim high and you will be on a threshold of bliss.
Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
Find your happiness in yourself.
There is scarcely any passion without struggle.
Indeed, men never know how to love. nothing satisfies them. All they know is to dream, to imagine new duties, to look for new countries and new homes. While we women, we know that we must hasten to love, to share the same bed, hold hands, and fear absence. When we women love, we dream of nothing.
The realization that life is absurd cannot be an end, but only a beginning.
Man cannot do without beauty, and this is what our era pretends to want to disregard.
When women start to bond over their sexuality, it's very similar to the way that men bond over their sexuality in sports. Men bond over their sexual prowess - their strength, their agility, their power. Women bond over their undulation, their curves, their sensuality - things that are innately feminine. Once you do that, there is no turning back.
Chess is a game of bad moves.
What is desperately needed. . . is the skepticism and the sense of history that a liberal arts education provides.
Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.