My religion of life is always to be cheerful.
George Eliot has the heart of Sappho; but the face, with the long proboscis, the protruding teeth of the Apocalyptic horse, betrayed animality.
Who rises from prayer a better man, his prayer is answered.
Woman's reason is in the milk of her breasts.
The debts we owe ourselves are the hardest to pay.
I expect Woman will be the last thing civilized by Man.