A room to myself is a luxury that I do not always enjoy.
Slavery is dead, but the spirit which animated it still lives.
Every mother should endeavor to be a true artist.
We are all bound up together in one great bundle of humanity, and society cannot trample on the weakest and feeblest of its members without receiving the curse in its own soul.
No man can feel the iron which enters another man's soul.
Apparent failure may hold in its rough shell the germs of a success that will blossom in time, and bear fruit throughout eternity.