I have loved and bitterness left me for that hour. But there are times when love itself is bitter.

I believe only in money, not in love or tenderness. Love and tenderness meant only pain and suffering and defeat. I would not let it ruin me as it ruined others! I would speak only with money, hard money.

I feel like a person living on the brink of a volcano crater.

Thousands of women are crushed and made inarticulate by that system and never develop as their natures would force them to develop were they in a decent environment.

I have loved and bitterness left me for that hour. But there are times when love itself is bitter.

No one yet knows what a man's province is, and how far that province, as conceived of today, is artificial.

Yet it is awful to love a person who is a torture to you. And a fascinating person who loves you and won't hear of anything but your loving him and living right by his side through all eternity!