I'd Rather Take Coffee Than Compliments Just

At Twenty-five, Girls Begin To Talk About Being Old Maids, But Secretly Resolve That They Never Will. At Thirty, They Say Nothing About It, But Quietly Accept The Fact.

To Most The End Comes As Naturally And Simply As Sleep.

I Want To Do Something Splendid… Something Heroic Or Wonderful That Won’t Be Forgotten After I’m Dead… I Think I Shall Write Books.

…proved That Woman Isn't A Half But A Whole Human Being, And Can Stand Alone.

During The Fifteen Minutes That Followed, The Proud And Sensitive Girl Suffered A Shame And Pain Which She Never Forgot. To Others It Might Seem A Ludicrous Or Trivial Affair, But To Her It Was A Hard Experience, For During The Twelve Years Of Her Life She Had Been Governed By Love Alone