But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?

All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God's madmen too, the rest of the world.

She has man's brain--a brain that a man should have were he much gifted--and woman's heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.

I do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.

You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?

Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.