The first thing necessary to win the heart of a woman is opportunity.

Many men are deeply moved by the mere semblance of suffering in a woman; they take the look of pain for a sign of constancy or of love.

He hesitated till the last moment, but finally dropped them in the box, saying, "I shall win!"--the cry of a gambler, the cry of the great general, the compulsive cry that has ruined more men than it has ever saved.

Though your vulgarian does not readily admit that feelings can change overnight, certainly two lovers often part far more abruptly than they came together.

The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.

Vocations which we wanted to pursue, but didn't, bleed, like colors, on the whole of our existence.

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