Women are repeatedly accused of taking things personally. I cannot see any other honest way of taking them.

There is nothing harder to come by than detachment and solitude; and nothing more important.

Ribbons a-flutter and orchids a-tremble, Yearly the vigilant Daughters assemble, Affirming in fervid and firm resolutions Their permanent veto on all revolutions.

It is privilege of living to be acutely, agonizingly conscious of the moment that is always present and always passing.

Art can excite, titillate, please, entertain, and sometimes shock; but its ultimate function is to ennoble.

Is there no end to this escalation of desire?

The more people are reached by mass communication, the less they communicate with each other.