We can none of us step into the same river twice, but the river flows on and the other river we step into is cool and refreshing, too

I know that I shall die struggling for breath, and I know that I shall be horribly afraid. I know that I shall not be able to keep myself from regretting bitterly the life that has brought me to such a pass; but I disown that regret. I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.

Charm and nothing but charm at last grows a little tiresome. It's a relief then to deal with a man who isn't quite so delightful but a little more sincere.

Unconsciously, perhaps, we treasure the power we have over people by their regard for our opinion of them, and we hate those upon whom we have no such influence.

It requires the feminine temperament to repeat the same thing three times with unabated zest.

Habits in writing as in life are only useful if they are broken as soon as they cease to be advantageous.

A God that can be understood is no God. Who can explain the Infinite in words?