Being boring is just wrong, isn't it? You wouldn't have got anywhere being boring.
Nobody can see the trouble I see, nobody knows my sorrow.
I'm not an idealist anymore, I'm a bitter realist.
To be a human is to be destroyed.
One of the greatest and also the commonest of faults is for men to believe that, because they never hear their shortcomings spoken of, or read about them in cold print, others can have no knowledge of them.
Nowhere can I think so happily as in a train.
The literature of women's lives is a tradition of escapees, women who have lived to tell the tale.
To certain temperaments, especially when previously agitated by any deep feeling, there is perhaps nothing more exasperating, andwhich sooner explodes all self-command, than the coarse, jeering insolence of a porter, cabman, or hack-driver.