When we love - we grow

I am one of those for whom superfluity is a necessity.

You do not become a critic until it has been completely established to your own satisfaction that you cannot be a poet.

Modesty was made for the ugly.

White men should exhibit the same insensibility to moral tortures that red men do to physical torments.

Good heavens! what a foolish thing is this pretended perfectibility of the human race which is continually being dinned into our ears!

Sometimes he will sit on the carpet in front of you, looking at you with eyes so melting, so caressing and so human, that they almost frighten you, for it is impossible to believe that a soul is not there.