By nice women . . . you probably mean selfish women who have no more thought for the underprivileged, overworked women than a pussycat in a sunny window for the starving kitten in the street. Now in that sense I am not a nice woman, for I do care.

I am one of those irritating people, who hang on to the door-knob after they say good-bye, and will neither come back nor go, always remembering something else which must be said.

War is the antithesis of all our teaching. It breaks all the commandments; it makes rich men poor, and strong men weak. It makes well men sick, and by it living men are changed to dead men.

Chivalry is like a line of credit. You can get plenty of it when you do not need it.

Literature may be light as a cobweb, but it must be fastened down to life at the four corners.

I want to leave something behind when I go; some small legacy of truth, some word that will shine in a dark place.

Never retract, never explain, never apologize; get things done and let them howl.