Vjeruj da život vrijedi živjeti, a tvoja će ti vjera to i dokazati. - William James

There is something almost shocking in the notion of so chaste a function carrying this Kantian hurlyburly in her womb.

A man's Self is the sum total of all that he can call his, not only his body and his psychic powers, but his clothes and his house.

In point of fact, he does appeal to a different faculty. Reënacted in human nature is the fable of the wind, the sun, and the traveler. The sexes embody the discrepancy. The woman loves the man the more admiringly the stormier he shows himself, and the world deifies its rulers the more for being willful and unaccountable. But the woman in turn subjugates the man by the mystery of gentleness in beauty, and the saint has always charmed the world by something similar. Mankind is susceptible and suggestible in opposite directions, and the rivalry of influences is unsleeping. The saintly and the worldly ideal pursue their feud in literature as much as in real life.