the world is not always kind to a clever woman even when she is visibly known to be earning her own living. There are always spiteful tongues wagging in the secret corners and byways, ready to assert that her work is not her own and and that some man is in the background, helping to keep her!

it seems a silly kind o' business to bring us into the world at all for no special reason 'cept to take us out of it again just as folks 'ave learned to know us a bit and find us useful.

nobody ever intends to be old.

The Press nowadays is not a literary press; classic diction and brilliancy of style do not distinguish it by any means.

Greatness is always envied - it is only mediocrity that can boast of a host of friends.

Years should be nothing to you. Who asked you to count them or consider them? In the world of wild Nature, time is measured by seasons only-the bird does not know how old it is-the rose-tree does not count its birthdays!

It is not so difficult to win love as to keep it!