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.

The loss of our illusions is the only loss from which we never recover.

Christianity is a formula: it is nothing more.

There is no more terrible woe upon earth than the woe of the stricken brain, which remembers the days of its strength, the living light of its reason, the sunrise of its proud intelligence, and knows that these have passed away like a tale that is told.

Intensely selfish people are always very decided as to what they wish. They do not waste their energies in considering the good of others.

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

Genius cannot escape the taint of its time more than a child the influence of its begetting.