For a very long time everybody refuses and then almost without a pause almost everybody accepts.

The difference between saints, forget-me-nots, and mountains, have to, have to, have to at a time.

You are all a lost generation.

there is no pleasure so sweet as the pleasure of spending money but the pleasure of writing is longer. There is no denying that.

Ladies there is no neutral position for us to assume.

It is natural to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes to that siren until she allures us to our death.

Melanctha Herbert was always losing what she had in all the things she saw. Melanctha was always being left when she was not leaving others. Melanctha Herbert always loved too hard and much too often. She was always full with mystery and subtle movements and denials and vague distrusts and complicated disillusions. Then Melanctha would be sudden and impulsive and unbounded in some faith, and then she would suffer and be strong in her repression. Melanctha Herbert was always seeking rest and quiet and always she could only find new ways to be in trouble.