There is a point at which curiosity becomes unbearable, when it becomes an obsession, like hunger.

Women are like dogs really. They love like dogs, a little insistently. And they like to fetch and carry and come back wistfully after hard words, and learn rather easily to carry a basket.

It was said of Miss Letitia that when money came into her possession it went out of circulation.

I suppose it is because woman's courage is mental and man's physical, that in times of great strain women always make the better showing.

From class consciousness to class hatred was but a step.

Suspicion is like the rain. It falls on the just and on the unjust.

It takes a good many years and some pretty hard knocks to make people tolerant.