It is so much easier to tell intimate things in the dark.

An Englishman never takes his collar off when he is writing. How can you expect him to show you his soul?

The wives who are not deserted, but who have to feed and clothe and comfort and scold and advise, are the true objects of commiseration; wives whose existence is given over to a ceaseless vigil of cantankerous affection.

It is extraordinary how many emotional storms one may weather in safety if one is ballasted with ever so little gold.

A trouble is a trouble, and the general idea, in the country, is to treat it as such, rather than to snatch the knotted cords from the hand of God and deal out murderous blows.

Woman dwell always in the palace of unpalatable truth and never by any chance is there a magic talisman to save them from their destiny. Speech is their ultimate need. We men exist for them only in so far as we can be described.

Terrible and sublime thought, that every moment is supreme for some man and woman, every hour the apotheosis of some passion!