When women are secret they are secret indeed; and more often then not they only begin to be secret with the advent of a second lover.

The offhand decision of some commonplace mind high in office at a critical moment influences the course of events for a hundred years.

Some women's love of being loved is insatiable; and so, often, is their love of loving; and in the last case they may find that they can't give it continuously to the chamber-officer appointed by the bishop's license to receive it.

Ladies know what to guard against, because they read novels that tell them of these tricks.

Women are so strange in their influence that they tempt you to misplaced kindness.

If the story-tellers could ha' got decency and good morals from true stories, who'd have troubled to invent parables?

Women accept their destiny more readily than men.