Spring Is Always Cruel, With Its False

I Never Meant To Marry. In My Opinion, A Woman Born In The Last Half Of The Nineteenth Century Of The Christian Era Suffered From Enough Disadvantages Without Willfully Embracing Another.

Nothing Looks As Self-satisfied As A Contented Cat.

Noble Causes Have A Deplorable Effect On The Morals Of The Persons Who Espouse Them.

Kissing Someone Out Of Pity Is Always A Mistake.

I Have No Writing Habit. I Work When I Feel Like It, And I Work When I Have To - Mostly The Latter.