You must not pity me because my sixtieth year finds me still astonished. To be astonished is one of

You must not pity me because my sixtieth year finds me still astonished. To be astonished is one of the surest ways of not growing old too quickly.

Jealousy is not at all low, but it catches us humbled and bowed down at first sight.

A woman who thinks she is intelligent demands the same rights as man. An intelligent woman gives up.

I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it.

The lovesick, the betrayed and the jealous all smell alike.