as all women know, there are really no men at all. There are grown-up boys, and middle-aged boys, and elderly boys, and even sometimes very old boys. But the essential difference is simply exterior. Your man is always a boy.
Mary Roberts RinehartThe author lives with one foot in an everyday world and the other feeling about anxiously for a foothold in another more precarious one.
Mary Roberts RinehartTo the bottle! In infancy, the milk bottle; in our prime, the wine bottle; in our dotage, the pill bottle.
Mary Roberts RinehartThere is something shameful about the death of a play. It does not die with pity, but contempt.
Mary Roberts Rinehart