When we talk of leaving our childhood behind us, we might as well say that the river flowing onward to the sea had left the fountain behind.
Anna Brownell JamesonBlessed is the memory of those who have kept themselves unspotted from the world. Yet more blessed and more dear the memory of those who have kept themselves unspotted in the world.
Anna Brownell JamesonAll my own experience of life teaches me the contempt of cunning, not the fear. The phrase "profound cunning," has always seemed to me a contradiction in terms. I never knew a cunning mind which was not either shallow, or on some point diseased.
Anna Brownell JamesonAs the rolling stone gathers no moss, so the roving heart gathers no affections.
Anna Brownell Jameson