Anger is a better weapon than tears; a burr commands more respect than a sensitive plant.

I've always thought my flowers had souls.

The fine gifts of temperament and imagination which are essential to the production of true poetry are often accompanied by morbid sensibility. The soul capable of ecstasy and transport must pay its price in suffering; he who walks upon the heights must sometimes grovel in the dust.

If we could only use other folks' experience, this here world would be heaven in about three generations, but we're so constructed that we never believe fire'll burn till we poke our own fingers into it to see. Other folks' scars don't go no ways at all toward convincin' us.

How strange it is that life must be nearly over, before one fully learns to live!

Love and hate always remember; it is only indifference that forgets.

Some women are born to be married, some achieve marriage, and others have marriage thrust upon them.