When there is an old maid in the house, a watchdog is unnecessary.

For the journalist, anything probable is gospel truth.

A penniless man who has no ties to bind him is master of himself at any rate, but a luckless wretch who is in love no longer belongs to himself, and may not take his own life. Love makes us almost sacred in our own eyes; it is the life of another that we revere within us; then and so begins for us the cruelest trouble of all.

Kindness is not without its rocks ahead. People are apt to put it down to an easy temper and seldom recognize it as the secret striving of a generous nature; whilst, on the other hand, the ill-natured get credit for all the evil they refrain from.

There is something great and terrible about suicide.

Hatred like love feeds on the merest trifles.

A married woman is a slave you must know how to seat upon a throne.