When I walk with you I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole.

I will bring order from chaos and light from darkness.

I have long gone about with a conviction on my mind that I had a work to do-a Work, if you like, with a great W; a Purpose to fulfil; ... a Great Social Evil to Discover and to Remedy.

Since the days of Adam, there has been hardly a mischief done in this world but a woman has been at the bottom of it.

The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face.

The thorn in the cushion of the editorial chair.

Ho, pretty page, with the dimpled chin That never has known the barber's shear, All your wish is woman to win, This is the way that boys begin. Wait till you come to Forty Year.