A woman may be as wicked as she likes, but if she isn't pretty it won't do her much good.

An unfortunate thing about this world is that the good habits are much easier to give up than the bad ones.

You Europeans know nothing about America. Because we amass large fortunes you think we care for nothing but money. We are nothing for it; the moment we have it we spend it, sometimes well, sometimes ill, but we spend it. Money is nothing to us; it's merely the symbol of success. We are the greatest idealists in the world; I happen to think that we've set our ideal on the wrong objects; I happen to think that the greatest ideal man can set before himself is self-perfection.

You're beginning to dislike me, aren't you? Well, dislike me. It doesn't make any difference to me now.

I am sick of this way of life. The weariness and sadness of old age make it intolerable. I have walked with death in hand, and death's own hand is warmer than my own. I don't wish to live any longer.

I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.

When you have loved as she has loved, you grow old beautifully.