Illusion is the dust the devil throws in the eyes of the foolish.

Man proposes, woman forecloses.

A fool bolts pleasure, then complains of moral indigestion.

The very women who object to the morals of a notoriously beautiful actress, grow big with pride when an admirer suggests their marked resemblance to this stage beauty in physique.

Intuition is truly a feminine quality, but women should not mistake rash conclusions for this gift.

That one woman is capable of loving another is an historical truth; but never yet lived one who could not listen to her own praises at the expense of her adored friend.

An epigram is a flashlight of a truth; a witticism, truth laughing at itself.