The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.
The word “love” has not at all the same meaning for both sexes, and this is a source of the grave misunderstandings that separate them.
The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lieftime.
The only disadvantage of an honest heart is credulity.
The mother-child relationship is paradoxical and, in a sense, tragic. It requires the most intense love on the mother’s side, and yet this very love must help the child to grow away from the mother, and to become fully independent.
The more I love humanity in general, the less I love man in particular.[Чем больше я люблю человечество вообще, тем меньше я люблю людей в частности.]
The more I know of the world, the more am I convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much!
The happiness of one man and woman is the greatest thing in all the world.
The greatest thing in a man’s life is to lie wi’ a woman he loves.
The great ambition of women is to inspire love.[La grande ambition des femmes est d’inspirer de l’amour.]
The day when it will be possible for the woman to love in her strength and not in her weakness, not to escape from herself but to find herself, not out of resignation but to affirm herself, love will become for her as for man the source of life and not a mortal danger.
The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.
