One must desire something to be alive; perhaps absolute satisfaction is only another name for Death.

I have no faith in a human critter who hasn't one or two bad habits.

... it is curious how fatal it is, either to a situation or to an individual, or even to a name, if in an evil moment it becomes funny.

When it comes to bombshells, there are few that can be more effective than that small, flat, frail thing, a letter.

I'm not to blame for an old body, but I would be to blame for an old soul. An old soul is a shameful thing.

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

... if a man really and truly believed that black was white, you might advise him to see an oculist, but you mustn't call him a liar.