Her imagination was by habit ridiculously active; when the door was not open it jumped out the window.

I don't want everyone to like me; I should think less of myself if some people did.

Live as you like best, and your character will take care of itself. Most things are good for you; the exceptions are very rare.

She was a woman who, between courses, could be graceful with her elbows on the table.

And remember this, that if you've been hated, you've also been loved.

We work in the dark - we do what we can - we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion, and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.

Sometimes she went so far as to wish that she should find herself in a difficult position, so that she might have the pleasure of being as heroic as the occasion demanded.