Nature Distributes Her Favors Unequally.

Anything We Destroy In Ourselves We Destroy In Others. Our Falls Lower Others And Throw Them Down; We Owe It To Our Fellows To Keep Upright, In Order That They Too May Keep Their Feet.

When I Tried To Draw Near, You Dissolved Into Air Before My Lips Could Touch You...

If They Are Ignorant, They Are Despised, If Learned, Mocked. In Love They Are Reduced To The Status Of Courtesans. As Wives They Are Treated More As Servants Than As Companions. Men Do Not Love Them: They Make Use Of Them, They Exploit Them, And Expect, In That Way, To Make Them Subject To The Law Of Fidelity.

To Be Made Evident, Truth Must Be Sought For; For Of Itself It Is Slow To Appear, And Between Ourselves And God The Obstacles Are So Many!

I Loved [fairy Stories] So, And My Mother Weighed Down By Grief Had Given Up Telling Me Them. At Nohant I Found Mmes. D'ardony's And Perrault's Tales In Old Editions Which Became My Chief Joy For Five Or Six Years ... I've Never Read Them Since, But I Could Tell Each Tale Straight Through, And I Don't Think Anything In All One's Intellecutal Life Can Be Compared To These Delights Of Imagination.