-And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes. -Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age. -Men are governed by lines of intellect - women: by curves of emotion. -No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination. -Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality. -Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not. -Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead. -James Joyce -A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea. -A young bride is like a plucked flower; but a guilty wife is like a flower that had been walked over. -All humanity is passion; without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual. -An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a man's entire existence. -Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on earth can ever turn it into a fact. -Excess of joy is harder to bear than any amount of sorrow. -It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music. -Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught. -Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside. -Many men are deeply moved by the mere semblance of suffering in a woman; they take the look of pain for a sign of constancy or of love. -Power is not revealed by striking hard or often, but by striking true. -The more one judges, the less one loves. -There is no such thing as a great talent without great will power. -True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart -When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.