We must know the measure of a man's desires before we can sound the depth of his regrets.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieMen heap together the mistakes of their lives, and create a monster they call Destiny.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieThere is no misery quite so wearing as the misery of a false position. It seems to slay the body and the soul.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieA man with a career can have no time to waste upon his wife and friends; he has to devote it wholly to his enemies.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieI have always found that each step we take in life is to be regretted - if we once begin to wonder how many other steps might have been possible.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieWomen may be whole oceans deeper than we are, but they are also a whole paradise better. She may have got us out of Eden, but as a compensation she makes the earth very pleasant.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieWhen a man forgets his ideals he may hope for happiness, but not till then.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieThose who have made unhappy marriages walk on stilts, while the happy ones are on a level with the crowd. No one sees 'em!
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieEntertainment for entertainment's sake is the most expensive form of death.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieTo die for one's great ideas is glorious - and easy. The horror is to outlive them. That is our worst capability.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieMen are all the same. They always think that something they are going to get is better than what they have got.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieWhy should we refuse the happiness this hour gives us, because some other hour might take it away?
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieIn life there are no Unities, but three Incomprehensibles: Destiny, Man, and Woman.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigiePeople get to like a soul, but a satisfactory hat makes an impression at first sight.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieAn artist is a person who thinks more than there is to think, feels more than there is to feel, and sees more than there is to see.
Pearl Mary Teresa CraigieDisillusions all come from within ... from the failure of some dear and secret hope. The world makes no promises; we only dream it does; and when we wake, we cry!
Pearl Mary Teresa Craigie