I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.

Wine gave a sort of gallantry to their own failure.

In a few days I'll have lived one score and three days in this vale of tears. On I plod-always bored, often drunk, doing no penance for my faults-rather do I become more tolerant of myself from day to day, hardening my crystal heart with blasphemous humor and shunning only toothpicks, pathos, and poverty as being the three unforgivable things in life.

All that kept her from breaking was that it was not an image of strength that was leaving her; she would be just as strong without him.

When people are taken out of their depths they lose their heads, no matter how charming a bluff they may put up.

It is not necessarily poverty of spirit that makes a woman surround herself with life - it can be a superabundance of interest.

my imagination persisted in sticking horrors into the dark- so I stuck my imagination into the dark instead, and let it look out at me.