Talk without truth is the hollow brass; talk without love is like the tinkling cymbal, and when it does not tinkle it jingles, and when it does not jingle, it jars.
Anna Brownell JamesonOccupation was one of the pleasures of paradise, and we cannot be happy without it.
Anna Brownell JamesonI do not like new things of any kind, not even a new gown, far less a new acquaintance, therefore make as few as possible; one can but have one's heart and hands full, and mine are. I have love and work enough to last me the rest of my life.
Anna Brownell Jameson