What a pity when editors review a woman's book, that they so often fall into the error of reviewing the woman instead.

No crust so tough as the grudged bread of dependence.

adversity is so rough a teacher!

Everything in the country, animate and inanimate, seems to whisper, be serene, be kind, be happy. We grow tolerant there unconsciously.

I dare say you will try to make me believe that Editors are human. Now I deny that, for I myself have, in past days, had evidence to the contrary.

Show me an 'easy person,' and I will show you a selfish one. Good-natured he may be; why not? since the disastrous consequences of his 'easiness' are generally shouldered by other people.

Our domestic Napoleons, too many of them, give flattery, bonnets and bracelets to women, and everything else but - justice.