Dorothy Dix

For in all the world there are no people so piteous and forlorn as those who are forced to eat the bitter bread of dependency in their old age, and find how steep are the stairs of another man's house. Wherever they go they know themselves unwelcome. Wherever they are, they feel themselves a burden. There is no humiliation of the spirit they are not forced to endure. Their hearts are scarred all over with the stabs from cruel and callous speeches.

— Dorothy Dix

Confession is always weakness. The grave soul keeps its own secrets, and takes its own punishment in silence.

— Dorothy Dix

In a world where there is so much to be done, I felt strongly impressed that there must be something for me to do.

— Dorothy Dix

Confession is always weakness. The grave soul keeps its own secrets, and takes its own punishment in silence.

— Dorothy Dix

Let him lack for the million and one things that a wife has done so long for his comfort that he did not even know she had done them. Above all, let him have to turn to strangers who are not interested in him and his affairs and who have no common backgrounds or mutual interests with him, for society. Then he will find out the worth of a wife and the price of a divorce.

— Dorothy Dix