There is a graveyard in my poor heart - dark, heaped-up graves, from which no flowers spring.

Good women are rarely clever and clever women are rarely good.

There is no such thing as unfortunate genius; if a man or woman is fit for work, God appoints the field.

There is a graveyard in my poor heart - dark, heaped-up graves, from which no flowers spring.

Life is a lie, and Love a cheat.