I was born to be alone, and I always shall be but now I want to be. – Mary MacLane
Fame is indeed beautiful and benign and gentle and satisfying, but happiness is something at once tender and brilliant beyond all things. – Mary MacLane
I want fame more than I can tell. But more than I want fame I want happiness. – Mary MacLane
He was thinking alone, and seriously racking his brain to find a direction for this single force four times multiplied, with which he did not doubt, as with the lever for which Archimedes sought, they should succeed in moving the world, when some one tapped gently at his door. – Alexandre Dumas