Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west.

And yet, because I love thee, I obtain From that same love this vindicating grace, To live on still in love, and yet in vain

It was not the apple on the tree but the pair on the ground that caused the trouble in the garden of Eden.

A woman's always younger than a man at equal years.

Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.

Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.

Like to write? Of course, of course I do. I seem to live while I write - it is life, for me.