Whenever a man does a thoroughly stupid thing, it is always from the noblest motives.
Men know life too early. Women know life too late. That is the difference between men and women.
The beautiful, passionate, ruined South, the land of magnolias and music, of roses and romance . . . living on the memory of crushing defeats
There is something very morbid about modern sympathy with pain.
Ambition is the last refuge of the failure.
The things one feels absolutely certain about are never true. That is the fatality of faith, and the lesson of romance.