It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts.
My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.
You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
The only virtue on which I pride myself is my self-doubt; when a writer loses her self-doubt, the time has come to lay aside her pen.
There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine.