The mystery which underlies the beauty of women is never raised above the reach of all expression until it has claimed kindred with the deeper mystery in our own souls.

If I ever meet with the man who fulfills my ideal, I shall make it a condition of the marriage settlement, that I am to have chocolate under the pillow.

She looked so irresistibly beautiful as she said those brave words that no man alive could have steel his heart against her.

I have always held the old-fashioned opinion that the primary object of work of fiction should be to tell a story.

But I am a just man, even to my enemy - and I will acknowledge, beforehand, that they are cleverer brains than I thought them

The horrid mystery hanging over us in this house gets into my head like liquor, and makes me wild.

I say what other people only think, and when all the rest of the world is in a conspiracy to accept the mask for the true face, mine is the rash hand that tears off the plump pasteboard and shows the bare bones beneath.