The stage on which we play our little dramas of life and love has for most of us but one setting.

[To her frequently needed plumber:] How would you like to be adopted? I'm sure it would be cheaper.

We are often miserable at our desk or typewriters, but not happy away from them.

The fetish of the great university, of expensive colleges for young women, is too often simply a fetish. It is not based on a genuine desire for learning. Education today need not be sought at any great distance. It is largely compounded of two things, of a certain snobbishness on the part of parents, and of escape from home on the part of youth. And to those who must earn quickly it is often sheer waste of time. Very few colleges prepare their students for any special work.

[On the Irish:] Strange race ... Don't know what they want, but want it like the devil.

Men love a joke - on the other fellow. But your really humorous woman loves a joke on herself.

Great loves were almost always great tragedies. Perhaps it was because love was never truly great until the element of sacrifice entered into it.