"Women are so perverse. Look how they won't wear black when nothing suits them so well!"
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Ada Leverson quotes (page 2 of 2)
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"To a woman--I mean, a nice woman--there is no such thing as men. There is a man; and either she is so fond of him that she can talk of nothing else, however unfavourably, or so much in love with him that she never mentions his name."
"A morbid propensity that causes great suffering in domestic life is often curiously infectious to the very person for whom it creates most suffering."
"Fog and hypocrisy - that is to say, shadow, convention, decency - these were the very things that lent to London its poetry and romance."
"A butler in an English household should, however, be English, and as much like an archbishop as possible."
"It is all very well to say that children are happier with mud pies and rag dolls than with these elaborate delights. There may be something in this theory, but when their amusements are carried to such a point of luxurious and imaginative perfection it certainly gives them great and even unlimited enjoyment at the time."
"Most people would far rather be seen through than not be seen at all."
"Feminine intuition, a quality perhaps even rarer in women than in men."
"The marvellous instinct with which women are usually credited seems too often to desert them on the only occasions when it would be of any real use. One would say it was there for trivialities only, since in a crisis they are usually dense, fatally doing the wrong thing. It is hardly too much to say that most domestic tragedies are caused by the feminine intuition of men and the want of it in women."
"Many women I know think the ideal of happiness is to be in love with a great man, or to be the wife of a great public success; to share his triumph! They forget you share the man as well!"
"envy, as a rule, is of success rather than of merit. No one would have objected to his talent deserving recognition - only to his getting it."
"Looking at the poems of John Gray when I saw the tiniest rivulet of text meandering through the very largest meadow of margin, I suggested to Oscar Wilde that he should go a step further than these minor poets; he should publish a book all margin; full of beautiful, unwritten thoughts."