in intellect there is no sex.

It is the next step forward on the path to the sunrise, and the sun is rising over a new heaven and a new earth.

I wish the air were pure oxygen, and then as it says in our chemistry book, our life would sweep through its fevered burning course in a few hours and we would live in a perfect delirium of excitement and would die vibrating with passion, for anything would be better than this lazy sluggish life.

. . . a woman can be a woman and a true one without having all her time engrossed by dress and society.

One man's mind differs from another man's mind far more widely than all women's minds differ from all men.