Self-assertion may deceive the ignorant for a time; but when the noise dies away, we cut open the drum, and find it was emptiness that made the music.

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

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

When once estrangement has arisen between those who truly love each other, everything seems to widen the breach.

How chronic is the unconcern of men and women of the world!

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

Surely a pretty woman never looks prettier than when making tea.