So we'll just let things take their course, and never be sorry.

The transition from libertine to prig was so complete.

Some men have a necessity to be mean, as if they were exercising a faculty which they had to partially neglect since early childhood.

You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.

Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right.

I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires.

I began to realize that for two years my life had been a drawing on resources that I did not possess, that I had been mortgaging myself physically and spiritually up to the hilt.