What is the commonest, and yet the least remembered form of heroism? The heroism of an average mother. Ah! when I think of that broad fact I gather hope again for poor humanity, and this dark world looks bright, this diseased world looks wholesome to me once more, because, whatever else it is or is not full of, it is at least full of mothers.
Charles KingsleyBeauty is God's handwriting โ a wayside sacrament; welcome it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower, and thank for it Him.
Charles Kingsley