“ Such lovely warmth of thought and delicacy of colour are beyond all praise, and equally beyond all thanks! Marie Corelli
“ Curious that it is impossible for a man to be original without attracting around him a set of unoriginal minds, as though he were a honey-pot and they the flies! Marie Corelli
“ I never married because there was no need. I have three pets at home which answer the same purpose as a husband. I have a dog which growls every morning, a parrot which swears all afternoon, and a cat… Marie Corelli
“ You should always be well and bright, for so you do your best work and you have so much beautiful work to do. The world needs it, and you must give it! Marie Corelli
“ I never married because there was no need. I have three pets at home that answer the same purpose as a husband. I have a dog that growls every morning a parrot that swears all afternoon and a cat th… Marie Corelli
“ If we choose to be no more than clods of clay then we shall be used as clods of clay for braver feet to tread on. Marie Corelli
“ I never married because I have three pets at home that answer the same purpose as a husband. I have a dog that growls every morning a parrot that swears all afternoon and a cat that comes home late… Marie Corelli
“ Let me be mad, then, by all means! mad with the madness of Absinthe, the wildest, most luxurious madness in the world! Vive la folie! Vive l'amour! Vive l'animalisme! Vive le Diable! Marie Corelli
“ There was something else,--something quite undefinable, that gave a singular glow and radiance to the whole countenance, and suggested the burning of a light through alabaster,--a creeping of some sub… Marie Corelli
“ Be sure that if you are unhappily celebrated for either beauty, wit, intellect, or all three together, half society wishes you dead already, and the other half tries to make you as wretched as possibl… Marie Corelli
“ Was it worth while, he thought, to be so wise, if wisdom made one at times so sad? Was it well to sacrifice Faith for Fact, when Faith was so warm and Fact so cold? Was it better to be a dreamer of th… Marie Corelli
“ Does one love a statue?" she demanded. "Shall I caress a picture? Shall I rain tears or kisses over the mere semblance of a life that does not live, shall I fondle hands that never return my clasp? Lo… Marie Corelli
