Remember, love is all a woman has to give, but it is the only thing which God permits us to carry beyond the grave.

You walk into a room, see a woman, and something happens. It's chemical. What are you going to do about it?

The thing that impressed me then as now about New York… was the sharp, and at the same time immense, contrast it showed between the dull and the shrewd, the strong and the weak, the rich and the poor, the wise and the ignorant… the strong, or those who ultimately dominated, were so very strong, and the weak so very, very weak - and so very, very many.

When a girl leaves her home at eighteen, she does one of two things. Either she falls into saving hands and becomes better, or she rapidly assumes the cosmopolitan standard of virtue and becomes worse

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.

If I were personally to define religion, I would say that it is a bandage that man has invented to protect a soul made bloody by circustance.

I believe in the compelling power of love.