A vocation is born to us all; happily most of us meet promptly our twin,--occupation.

Pure herring oil is the port wine of English cats

Conscience is our unerring judge until we finally stifle it.

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.

Rich women need not fear old age; their gold can always create about them any feelings necessary to their happiness.

All genuinely noble women prefer truth to falsehood. As the Russians with their Czar, they are unwilling to see their idol degraded; they want to be proud of the domination they accept.