Self-sacrifice which denies common sense is not a virtue. It's a spiritual dissipation.

... is there anything more unjust than to build gold and brass and iron on poor, well-meaning clay, -- and then blame the clay when the whole image falls into dust?

gossip, after it reaches a certain point of insult and falsehood, becomes a source of amusement to its victims.

Nature is perfectly impartial. Brain has no sex!

Twenty-five years ago, Christmas was not the burden that it is now; there was less haggling and weighing, less quid pro quo, less fatigue of body, less weariness of soul; and, most of all, there was less loading up with trash.

Grandmother belongs to the generation of women who were satisfied to have men retain their vices, if they removed their hats.

There's one thing that always interests me about you good people, not your certainty that the rest of us are swine, - no doubt we are, - but your certainty that your opinions are pearls.