Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer.

Life was so short that it meant nothing at all unless it were continually reinforced by something that endured; unless the shadows of individual existence came and went against a background that held together.

It does not matter much whom we live with in this world, but it matters a great deal whom we dream of.

The trouble is you almost have to marry a man before you can find out the sort of wife he needs; and usually it's exactly the sort you are not.

Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer.

Life began for me, when I ceased to admire and began to remember.

The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.