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To be loved is to be fortunate, but to be hated is to achieve distinction.
To know one’s self is wisdom, but not to know one’s neighbors is genius.
There never was a woman who did not prefer an oblique compliment to a straight truth – if the latter were unflattering.
The very women who object to the morals of a notoriously beautiful actress, grow big with pride when an admirer suggests their marked resemblance to this stage beauty in physique.
The drama of life begins with a wail and ends with a sigh.
The difference between a saint and a hypocrite is that one lies for his religion, the other by it.
That one woman is capable of loving another is an historical truth; but never yet lived one who could not listen to her own praises at the expense of her adored friend.
Satiety is a mongrel that barks at the heels of plenty.
Man proposes, woman forecloses.
Intuition is truly a feminine quality, but women should not mistake rash conclusions for this gift.
Experience is a good teacher, but she sends in terrific bills.
Enthusiasms, like stimulants, are often affected by people with small mental ballast.
Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.
A homely face and no figure have aided many women heavenward.
A fool bolts pleasure, then complains of moral indigestion.
When a woman is very, very bad, she is awful, but when a man is correspondingly good, he is weird.
A beautiful woman delights the eye; a wise woman, the understanding; a pure one, the soul.
Man forgives woman anything save the wit to outwit him.