“Man, life was complicated. But the truth was simple. He was her home. He was where she belonged.”

“He loved her. It was as simple and as complicated as that.”

“where a man feels at home, outside of where he’s born, is where he’s meant to go.”

“The woman is the home. That's where she used to be, and that's where she still is. You might ask me, What if a man tries to be part of the home -- will the woman let him? I answer yes. Because the he becomes one of the children.”

“He felt as if she no longer existed for him, had gone off somewhere, into some other life where, if he should meet her, he would no longer recognize her.”

“The Earth does not belong to man; man belongs to Earth. Man did not weave the web of life; he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.”

“They were connected, one being, fused together. She belonged to him, and he to her.”

“Truth is simple. They who say that truth is complicated deceive themselves, and the truth is not in them.”

“And if he had judged her harshly? If her life were a simple rosary of hours, her life simple and strange as a bird's life, gay in the morning, restless all day, tired at sundown? Her heart simple and willful as a bird's heart?”

“She peered far into space: where was her home?”