Love, smoke and a cough cannot long be hid!

Without dreams and phantoms man cannot exist.

We all enter the world little plastic beings, with so much natural force, perhaps, but for the rest--blank; and the world tells uswhat we are to be, and shapes us by the ends it sets before us. To you it says--Work; and to us it says--Seem! To you it says--As you approximate to man's highest ideal of God, as your arm is strong and your knowledge great, and the power to labour is with you, so you shall gain all that human heart desires. To us it says--Strength shall not help you, nor knowledge, nor labour. You shall gain what men gain, but by other means. And so the world makes men and women.

We are a race of women that of old knew no fear and feared no death, and lived great lives and hoped great hopes; and if today some of us have fallen on evil and degenerate times, there moves in us yet the throb of the old blood.

Everything has two sides - the outside that is ridiculous, and the inside that is solemn.

We have been so blinded by thinking and feeling that we have never seen the World.

My feeling is that there is nothing in life but refraining from hurting others, and comforting those who are sad.