Gossip is a sort of smoke that comes from the dirty tobacco-pipes of those who diffuse it: it proves nothing but the bad taste of the smoker.

Might, could, would - they are contemptible auxiliaries.

The worst service, I fancy, that anyone can do for truth, is to set silly people writing on its behalf.

There are new eras in one's life that are equivalent to youth-are something better than youth.

... there is a lightness about the feminine mind--a touch and go--music, the fine arts, that kind of thing--they should study those up to a certain point, women should; but in a light way, you know.

It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.

There is hardly any contact more depressing to a young ardent creature than that of a mind in which years full of knowledge seem to have issued in a blank absence of interest or sympathy.