Such is life. It is no cleaner than a kitchen; it reeks like a kitchen; and if you mean to cook your dinner, you must expect to soil your hands; the real art is in getting them clean again, and therein lies the whole morality of our epoch.

Marriageable girls as well as mothers understand the terms and perils of the lottery called wedlock. That is why women weep at a wedding and men smile.

My writing table has seen all my wretchedness, knows all my plans, has overheard all my thoughts.

Remorse is impotent; it will repeat its faults. Repentance only is a true force; it puts an end to everything.

At fifteen, beauty and talent do not exist; there can only be promise of the coming woman.

Doubt follows white-winged hope with trembling steps.

A young bride is like a plucked flower; but a guilty wife is like a flower that had been walked over.