All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.

Sphinxes without secrets.

She...can talk brillantly upon any subject provided she knows nothing about it.

I will not bare my soul to their shallow prying eyes. My heart shall never be put under their microscope.

Yes, I am a thorough republican. No other form of government is so favorable to the growth of art. ...because of the importance it places on the individual, their liberty, self-expression, creativity, and personal responsibility.

A subject that is beautiful in itself gives no suggestion to the artist. It lacks imperfection.

Jack? . . . No, there is very little music in the name Jack, if any at all, indeed. It does not thrill. It produces absolutely no vibrations . . . I have known several Jacks, and they all, without exception, were more than usually plain. Besides, Jack is a notorious domesticity for John! And I pity any woman who is married to a man called John. She would probably never be allowed to know the entrancing pleasure of a single moment’s solitude. The only really safe name is Ernest.