A woman would rather visit her own grave than the place where she has been young and beautiful after she is aged and ugly.

The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.

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.

That it would always be summer and autumn, and you always courting me, and always thinking as much of me as you have done through the past summertime!

You have never loved me as I love you--never--never! Yours is not a passionate heart--your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite-- not a woman!

How I have tried and tried to be a splendid woman, and how destiny has been against me! ...I do not deserve my lot! ...O, the cruelty of putting me into this ill-conceived world! I was capable of much; but I have been injured and blighted and crushed by things beyond my control! O, how hard it is of Heaven to devise such tortures for me, who have done no harm to heaven at all!

The main object of religion is not to get a man into heaven, but to get heaven into him.