Love, is it? First you lose your appetite, then you lose your tongue, then you take leave of your senses, and that's love!

- Mary Borden

It is a pity we do not die when our lives are finished.

- Mary Borden

I am a woman. My life is a long, strong, twisted rope, made up of a number of human relationships, nothing more.

- Mary Borden

One wants more time, more youth. That is it. That is all one asks for - nothing but that, a little more time. Hear it running by! Listen! In the nigh…

- Mary Borden

children had no place in love affairs. Children ought to be born to widows and old maids.

- Mary Borden

I see no reason why I should not live on indefinitely just as I have done, and on the whole I am more comfortable here than in Purgatory, a place tha…

- Mary Borden