It is not dying, but living, that is a preparation for Death.

Rich men's houses are seldom beautiful, rarely comfortable, and never original. It is a constant source of surprise to people of moderate means to observe how little a big fortune contributes to Beauty.

I was born in the country of Hogg and Scott between the Yarrow and the Tweed, in the year 1864.

I do not say I was ever what I would call "plain," but I have the sort of face that bores me when I see it on other people.

It is not dying, but living, that is a preparation for Death.

To marry a man out of pity is folly; and, if you think you are going to influence the kind of fellow who has never had a chance, poor devil, you are profoundly mistaken. One can only influence the strong characters in life, not the weak; and it is the height of vanity to suppose that you can make an honest man of anyone.

She tells enough white lies to ice a wedding cake.