She gave an envious thought to the happier lot of men, who are always free to plunge into the healing waters of action.
She carried within herself a great fund of life, and her deepest enjoyment was to feel the continuity between the movement of her own heart and the agitations of the world. For this reason, she was fo...
No, no—there are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I don’t know what I don’t see—what I don’t fear!
I have never allowed a gentleman to dictate to me, or to interfere with anything I do.
If I were to live my life over again, I would be an American. I would steep myself in America, I would know no other land.
Young men of this class never do anything for themselves that they can get other people to do for them, and it is the infatuation, the devotion, the superstition of others that keeps them going. These...
Are you using me simply as a vulgar tool? Don't you care for me the least little bit? Let me suggest that for a girl in your-your ambiguous position, you are too proud, by several shades. Don't go bac...
New York is appalling, fantastically charmless and elaborately dire.
There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.
The sense of success -the most agreeable emotion of the human heart
If you have work to do, don't wait to feel like it; set to work and you will feel like it.
The real offence as she ultimately perceived was her having a mind of her own at all. Her mind was to be his - attached to his own like a small garden plot to a deer park.
True happiness we are told consists in getting out of one's self but the point is not only to get out you must stay out and to stay out you must have some absorbing errand.
To take what there is in life and use it, without waiting forever in vain for the preconceived, to dig deep into the actual and get something out of that; this, doubtless, is the right way to live.
Experience is never limited, and it is never complete it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every...
If you are going to be pushed you had better jump
The women one meets - what are they but books one has already read? You're a library of the unknown, the uncut. Upon my word I've a subscription.
The historic atmosphere was there, certainly; but the historic atmosphere, scientifically considered, was no better than a villainous miasma
She had an immense curiosity about life, and was constantly staring and wondering.
We must grant the artist his subject his idea his donnee: Our criticisms apply only to what he makes of it.