...the greatest tyrants over women are women.

It is comparatively easy to leave a mistress, but very hard to be left by one.

And in those varieties of pain of which we spoke anon, what a part of confidante has that poor teapot played ever since the kindly plant was introduced among us! What myriads of women have cried over it, to be sure! What sickbeds it has smoked by! What fevered lips have received refreshment from out of it! Nature meant very gently by women when she made that teaplant; and with a little thought what a series of pictures and groups the fancy may conjure up and assemble round the teapot and cup!

A fool can no more see his own folly than he can see his ears.

Those we love can but walk down to the pier with us - the voyage we must make alone.

A person can't help their birth.

I want a sofa, as I want a friend, upon which I can repose familiarly. If you can't have intimate terms and freedom with one and the other, they are of no good.