The crown of literature is poetry.
…I do not mind odious young men; it is when they are charming that I button up the pockets of my sympathy.
What d'you suppose I care if I'm a gentleman or not? If I were a gentleman I shouldn't waste my time with a vulgar slut like you.
Often the best way to overcome desire is to satisfy it.
I walked with my eyes on the path, but out of the corners of them I saw a man hiding behind an olive tree. He did not move as we approached, but I fell that he was watching us. As soon as we had passe...
It requires the feminine temperament to repeat the same thing three times with unabated zest.
Imagination grows by exercise, and contrary to common belief, is more powerful in the mature than in the young.
The passing moment is all we can be sure of it is only common sense to extract its utmost value from it.
Dying is a dull, dreary affair. my advice is that you have nothing whatever to with it.
The artist produces for the liberation of his soul. It is his nature to create as it is the nature of water to run down the hill.
Any nation that thinks more of its ease and comfort than its freedom will soon lose its freedom and the ironical thing about it is that it will lose its ease and comfort too.
Schools are made for the average. The holes are all round, and whatever shape the pegs are they must wedge in somehow. One hasn't time to bother about anything but the average.
Her pain was so great that she could have screamed at the top of her voice. She had never known that one could suffer so much; and she asked herself desperately what she had done to deserve it.
A woman can forgive a man for the harm he does her . . . but she can never forgive him for the sacrifices he makes on her account.
The tragedy of life is that sometimes we get what we want.
A little smoke lost in the air, that was the life of a man.
She loved him now with a new love because he had made her suffer.
I have an idea that some men are born out of their due place. Accident has cast them amid certain surroundings, but they have always a nostalgia for a home they know not. They are strangers in their b...
He was left a good deal to himself. He had been inclined to talkativeness, but gradually he became silent. He began to think of the difference between himself and others.
Marriage is a very good thing, but I think it's a mistake to make a habit out of it.