It is not work that kills, but "worry."

Ethics, as has been well said, are the finest fruits of humanity, but they are not its roots

Queens you must always be: queens to your lovers; queens to your husbands and your sons, queens of higher mystery to the world beyond. . . . But alas, you are too often idle and careless queens, grasping at majesty in the least things, while you abdicate it in the greatest.

Better no marriage, than a marriage short of the best.

There are no judgments so harsh as those of the erring, the inexperienced, and the young.

With faces like dead lovers who died true.

Those whose own light is quenched are often the light-bringers.