My intellect is a little way upon the wrong side of that narrow boundary-line between sanity and insanity.

Amiability is the redeeming quality of fools.

Paris is a mighty schoolmaster, a grand enlightener of the provincial intellect.

Why, I can't help smiling at people, and speaking prettily to them. I know I'm no better than the rest of the world; but I can't help it if I'm pleasanter. It's constitutional.

A modern writer likens coquettes to those hunters who do not eat the game which they have successfully pursued.

Why is it so difficult to love wisely, so easy to love too well?

There can be no reconciliation where there is no open warfare. There must be a battle, a brave boisterous battle, with pennants waving and cannon roaring, before there can be peaceful treaties and enthusiastic shaking of hands.