āDread of night. Dread of not-night.ā
āThere will be no proof that I ever was a writer.ā
āTyranny or slavery, born of selfishness, are the two educational methods of parents; all gradations of tyranny or slavery.ā
āWe all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.ā
āLife is merely terrible; I feel it as few others do. Often ā and in my inmost self perhaps all the time ā I doubt whether I am a human being.ā
āPalestine needs earth, but it does not need lawyers.ā
āSir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep.ā
āThe fear's as bad as falling.ā
āSome of your griefs you have cured, And the sharpest you still have survived, But what torments of grief you've endured From evils that never arrived.ā