one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul

The voice of the sea speaks to the soul.

The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.

The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander in abysses of solitude.

The generous abundance of her passion, without guile or trickery, was like a white flame which penetrated and found response in depths of his own sensuous nature that had never yet been reached.

Perhaps it is better to wake up after all, even to suffer, rather than to remain a dupe to illusions all one's life.

She missed him the days when some pretext served to take him away from her, just as one misses the sun on a cloudy day without having thought much about the sun when it was shining.

There are some people who leave impressions not so lasting as the imprint of an oar upon the water.

The artist must possess the courageous soul that dares and defies

Have you ever heard the earth breath?

She wanted something to happen - something, anything: she did not know what.

When life breaks you down, you have two choices. You can either leave the pieces on the floor... or you can rebuild yourself so that you’re stronger than before.

Let us see each other not through the eyes but through the heart and feel the joy of love.

I've always wanted to have kids. I do think I would be a great mom.

The democrats think that as they are equal they ought to be equal in all things.

When a thought hurts, that’s the signal that it isn’t true.

There shall be an eternal summer in the grateful heart.

Our Lord wanted us to be Christ-like. Christ-like doesn't mean not having faults. It means that you do actually have a capacity to draw out the good that is in others.

I just watched another person I care deeply about basically turn into Gollum and my heart is broken.

Today the brightest light in the Scottish political firmament has gone out.

In spite of its romantic frisson, the position of muse is very vague and largely thankless for the muse herself.