Now, nothing should be able to harm a man except himself. Nothing should be able to rob a man at all. What a man really has, is what is in him. What is outside of him should be a matter of no importance.

Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous of other women's husbands.

The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.

I love hearing my relations abused. It is the only thing that makes me put up with them at all.

There is one thing infinitely more pathetic than to have lost the woman one is in love with, and that is to have won her and found out how shallow she is!

I find that forgiving one's enemies is a most curious morbid pleasure; perhaps I should check it.

Every woman is a rebel, and usually in wild revolt against herself.