A poverty that is universal may be cheerfully borne; it is an individual poverty that is painful and humiliating.
There is no corner too quiet, or too far away, for a woman to make sorrow in it.
But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?
Injustice is a sixth sense, and rouses all the others.
It is always the simple that produces the marvelous.
if a thing is to be done, there is no time like the hour that has not struck.