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.

What we love once, we love forever. Shall there be joy in heaven over those who repent, yet no forgiveness for them upon earth? --"Wanda

There is nothing that you may not get people to believe in if you will only tell it them loud enough and often enough, till the welkin rings with it.

I have met a thousand scamps; but I never met one who considered himself so. Self-knowledge isn't so common.

Fame! it is the flower of a day, that dies when the next sun rises.

It is only to those who have never lived that death ever can seems beautiful.

Woman's fatal weakness is to desire sympathy and comprehension. --"Wanda