For most people, life is nasty, brutish, and short; for me, it has simply been nasty and brutish.

The very condition of Woman is so subject to Hazard, so complex, and so grievous, that to place her at one moment is but to displace her at the next.

New York is the meeting place of the peoples, the only city where you can hardly find a typical American.

Una's face was an unbroken block of calculation, saving where, upon her upper lip, a little down of hair fluttered. Yet it gave one an uncanny feeling. It made one think of a tassel on a hammer.

We are but skin about a wind, with muscles clenched against mortality.

I have been loved,' she said, 'by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

Time is a great conference planning our end, and youth is only the past putting a leg forward.