The sea - this truth must be confessed - has no generosity. No display of manly qualities - courage, hardihood, endurance, faithfulness - has ever been known to touch its irresponsible consciousness of power.

A caricature is putting the face of a joke on the body of a truth.

Only in men's imagination does every truth find an effective and undeniable existence. Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.

Truth of a modest sort I can promise you, and also sincerity. That complete, praiseworthy sincerity which, while it delivers one into the hands of one's enemies, is as likely as not to embroil one with one's friends.

Being a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in dealing with men.

As to honor - you know - it's a very fine mediaeval inheritance which women never got hold of. It wasn't theirs.