Red lips like a living, laughing rose.

- Adela Florence Nicolson

Often devotion to virtue arises from sated desire.

- Adela Florence Nicolson

I shall go the way of the open sea, To the lands I knew before you came, And the cool ocean breezes shall blow from me The memory of your name.

- Adela Florence Nicolson

For this is wisdom: to live, to take what fate, or the Gods, may give.

- Adela Florence Nicolson

Men should be judged not by their tint of skin, the gods they serve, the vintage they drink, nor by the way they fight, or love, or sin, but by the q…

- Adela Florence Nicolson

Less than the dust beneath thy chariot wheel, less than the weed that grows beside thy door.

- Adela Florence Nicolson