Anger and hate against one we love steels our hearts, but contempt or pity leaves us silent and ashamed.

For myself, I always assume that a lion is ferocious, and so I am never caught off my guard.

I loved her. I still love her, though I curse her in my sleep, so nearly one are love and hate, the two most powerful and devasting emotions that control man, nations, life.

A warrior may change his metal, but not his heart.

It is a characteristic of the weak and criminal to attribute to others the misfortunes that are the result of their own wickedness.

It never seems to occur to some people, that, like beauty, a sense of humor may sometimes be fatal.

I have been successful probably because I have always realized that I knew nothing about writing and have merely tried to tell an interesting story entertainingly.