I trim my opponents to fit my arrows.

When a man is treated like a beast, he says, 'After all, I'm human.' When he behaves like a beast, he says 'After all, I'm only human.

Cosmetics is the science of a woman's cosmos.

News reports stand up as people, and people wither into editorials. Clichés walk around on two legs while men are having theirs shot off.

There are women who are not beautiful but only look that way.

Through my satire I make little people so big that afterwards they are worthy objects of my satire and no one can reproach me any longer.

Speech is the mother, not the handmaid, of thought.