If you have that unconquerable urge to write, nothing will stop you from writing.

How dismal is progress without publicity.

Life is made for the strong. There is no mercy in it for the weak– none...Such is the tragedy of desire.

I believe in the compelling power of love.

A real flame of love is a subtle thing. It burns as a will-o'-the-wisp, dancing onward to fairy lands of delight. It roars as a furnace. Too often jealousy is the quality upon which it feeds.

Depend on it, that from every condition of distress or evil there is a great reaction, and the greater the evil or distress, the greater the reaction. If we do not get a reaction quick, we will get it long when it does come.

Shakespeare, I come!