It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.

Words pay no debts.

The only authors whom I acknowledge as American are the journalists. They indeed are not great writers, but they speak the language of their countrymen, and make themselves heard by them. 

Every man has a right to utter what he thinks truth, and every other man has a right to knock him down for it. Martyrdom is the test.

I sometimes think of what future historians will say of us. A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the papers.

Do not the most moving moments of our lives find us all without words?

How absurd men are! They never use the liberties they have, they demand those they do not have. They have freedom of thought, they demand freedom of speech.

My language is the common prostitute that I turn into a virgin.

When action grows unprofitable, gather information; when information grows unprofitable, sleep.

Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.

A good newspaper, I suppose, is a nation talking to itself.

Newspapers always excite curiosity. No one ever lays one down without a feeling of disappointment.

Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work.