Women who love the same man have a kind of bitter freemasonry.

Not philosophy, after all, not humanity, just sheer joyous power of song, is the primal thing in poetry.

The Non-Conformist Conscience makes cowards of us all.

To mankind in general Macbeth and Lady Macbeth stand out as the supreme type of all that a host and hostess should not be.

It distresses me, this failure to keep pace with the leaders of thought, as they pass into oblivion.

Men prominent in life are mostly hard to converse with. They lack small-talk, and at the same time one doesn't like to confront them with their own great themes.

You cannot make a man by standing a sheep on its hind-legs. But by standing a flock of sheep in that position you can make a crowd of men.