Woman already controls by not seeming to do so. Talk no more of her rights.

The joy of a strong nature is as cloudless as its suffering is desolate.

Coleridge cried; "O God, how glorious it is to live!" Renan asks, "O God, when will it be worth while to live?" In Nature we echo the poet; in the world we echo the thinker.

If all feeling for grace and beauty were not extinguished in the mass of mankind at the actual moment, such a method of locomotion as cycling could never have found acceptance; no man or woman with the slightest aesthetic sense could assume the ludicrous position necessary for it.

Friendship needs to be rooted in respect, but love can live upon itself alone

The bread of bitterness is the food on which men grow to their fullest stature; the waters of bitterness are the debatable ford through which they reach the shores of wisdom; the ashes boldly grasped and eaten without faltering are the price that must be paid for the golden fruit of knowledge.

Women hope that the dead love may revive; but men know that of all dead things none are so past recall as a dead passion.