I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest -- blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband's life as fully as he is mine.

I believe that creature is a changeling: she is a perfect cabinet of oddities.

It seems to me, Monsieur, that there is nothing more galling in great physical misfortunes than to be compelled to make all those about us share in our sufferings. The ills of the soul one can hide, but those which attack the body and destroy the faculties cannot be concealed.

I try to avoid looking forward or backward, and try to keep looking upward.

I can only say with deeper sincerity and fuller significance what I have always said in theory - Wait God's will.

Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.

But what is so headstrong as youth? What so blind as inexperience?