No penance can your hard heart find save such as you long since have taught me to endure

Ceaseless as the interminable voices of the bell-cricket, all night till dawn my tears flow.

There are as many sorts of women as there are women.

There is a tendency among men as well as women ... so soon as they have acquired a little knowledge of some kind, to want to display it to the best advantage.

Beauty without colour seems somehow to belong to another world.

It is indeed in many ways more comfortable to belong to that section of society whose action are not publicly canvassed and discussed

How strange a thing is the heart of man!