My last page is always latent in my first; but the intervening windings of the way become clear only as I write.

Nothing is more perplexing to a man than the mental process of a woman who reasons her emotions.

Ah, good conversation - there's nothing like it, is there? The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing.

Staunch & faithful little lovers that they are, they give back a hundred fold every sign of love one ever gives them — & it mitigates the pang of losing them to know how very happy a little affection has made them .

There are two ways to spread happiness; either be the light who shines it or be the mirror who reflects it.

traditions that have lost their meaning are the hardest of all to destroy.

We ought to be opening a bottle of wine!