absence ... smothers into decay a rootless fancy but often nourishes the least seed of a true affection into full-flowering love.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik... what a fatal thing in pictures, books, or human lives, is a lack of proportion.
Dinah Maria Murlock CraikOur natural and happiest life is when we lose ourselves in the exquisite absorption of home, the delicious retirement of dependent love.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik