The know-nothings are, unfortunately, seldom the do-nothings.

A new wound makes all the old ones ache again.

No woman wants to see herself too clearly.

In church, sacred music would make believers of us all — but preachers can be counted on to restore the balance.

All women are basically in competition with each other for a handful of eligible men.

When first we fall in love, we feel that we know all there is to know about life, and perhaps we are right.

Youth is not enough. And love is not enough. And success is not enough. And, if we could achieve it, enough would not be enough.