A man is educated and turned out to work. But a woman is educated — and turned out to grass.
Pearl S. Buck
To belong to one was to deny himself the privilege of belonging to all.
Love dies only when growth stops.
We learn as much from sorrow as from joy, as much from illness as from health, from handicap as from advantage—and indeed perhaps more.
This is I. I am as you see me. I do not care to be otherwise.
The days of my youth are past and to a woman full grown a kiss means everything—or nothing.