…she was one of those happily created beings who please without effort, make friends everywhere, and take life so gracefully and easily that less fortunate souls are tempted to believe that such are born under a lucky star.

All is fish that comes to the literary net. Goethe puts his joys and sorrows into poems, I turn my adventures into bread and butter.

…because talent isn't genius, and no amount of energy can make it so. I want to be great, or nothing.

…often between ourselves and those nearest and dearest to us there exists a reserve which it is very hard to overcome.

Women have been called queens for a long time, but the kingdom given them isn't worth ruling.

Let my name stand among those who are willing to bear ridicule and reproach for the truth's sake, and so earn some right to rejoice when the victory is won.

I'd rather see you poor men's wives, if you were happy, beloved, contented, than queen's on thrones, without self-respect and peace.