The good man signed the papers with the innocence of a child who does what his mother orders without question.
Passions are as mean as they are cruel.
Old men alone have time to love; young men are rowing the galleys of ambition.
Men may weary by their constancy, but women never.
Make another failure like that and you’ll be immortal.
Kindness has its mishaps; often it is attributed to temperament; people are seldom willing to recognize it as the secret effort of a noble soul.
It is extremely rare for young men, when driven to suicide, to attempt it a second time if the first fails. When it doesn’t cure life, it cures all desire for voluntary death.
In the matter of repartees literary celebrities are often not as quick as women.
Great artists are beings who, to quote Napoleon, can cut off at will the connection which Nature has put between the senses and thought.
At fifteen, neither beauty nor talent exist; a woman is simply all promise.
Ambitious men ought to follow curved lines, the shortest road in politics.
A woman’s thought is endowed with incredible elasticity. When she receives a knockdown blow, she bends, seems crushed, and then renews her natural shape in a given time.