It's lovely to see people so happy.

It takes three or four women to get each man into, through, and out of the world.

Well, I am happy, and I won't fret, but it does seem as if the more one gets the more one wants.

People don't have fortunes left them in that style nowadays; men have to work and women to marry for money. It's a dreadfully unjust world.

Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.

I may be strong-minded, but no one can say I'm out of my sphere now, for woman's special mission is supposed to be drying tears and bearing burdens

I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.