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

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

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.

The world is not interested in the storms you encountered, but did you bring in the ship?

There is nothing like an odor to stir memories.

People don't ever seem to realize that doing what's right, writes no guarantee against misfortune.

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.