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.

Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them. Stretch it as thin as the temple flesh of an ailing woman and still it serves to ache the bone and to move the bone about; and in like manner the night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in a torment. We will find no comfort until the night melts away; until the fury of the night rots out its fire.

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.

To love without criticism is to be betrayed.

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

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