“The modern woman is the curse of the universe. A disaster, that’s what.”

I thought I’d spent too much of my life listening for some damn man – for my father and now for my husband.

She thinks that before her arrival on the scene no woman ever did anything worthwhile before

A great many of us have confused change with progress.

I think every woman is entitled to a middle husband she can forget.

Death is a door life opens.

I think death has a right to its own courage and dignity and self-respect.

Happiness is a sort of atmosphere you can live in sometimes when you’re lucky.

There is so little difference between husbands you might as well keep the first.

Joy seems to me a step beyond happiness.

The motion picture is the people’s Art.

God made man, and then said I can do better than that and made woman.

The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth.

Truth, even in the mouth of an informer, a spy, a briber, can become bigger than anybody who tries to destroy it.

Joy is a light that fills you with hope and faith and love.

Happiness is a sort of atmosphere you can live in sometimes when you’re lucky.

Woman’s work as a listener is never done. …

Of course, we do the righteous deed because of our redemption, not for our redemption.

Human life and objects and trees vibrate with mysterious meanings, which can be deciphered like cuneiform writing.

I’m practicing the discipline of not having to have the last word.

Rely only on yourself; it is a common proverb.

A bluejay in peacock feathers.

Do you want us to lead, or do you want us to play a supporting role?

It is not human nature we should accuse but the despicable conventions that pervert it.

Abstinence is the worst form of perversion.