All the spring may be hidden in the single bud, and the low ground nest of the lark may hold the joy that is to herald the feet of many rose-red dawns.

All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled. It is the secret of their attraction.

Genius lasts longer than beauty

We women adore failures. They lean on us.

One should always be in love. That is the reason one should never marry.

Arguments are extremely vulgar, for everybody in good society holds exactly the same opinions.

When I like people immensely I never tell their names to anyone. It is like surrendering a part of them. I have grown to love secrecy.