“For several days after my first book was published, I carried it about in my poc…” — James M. Barrie

It's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it, you don't need to have anything else; and if you don't have it, it doesn't much matter what else you have.

Every man who is high up likes to think that he has done it all himself, and the wife smiles and lets it go at that.

I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

Strength instead of being the lusty child of passion, grows by grappling with and subduing them.