Her heart went out to him with a stronger movement than ever, at the thought that people would blame him. Maggie hated blame; she had been blamed her whole life, and nothing had come of it but evil tempers.

The mother's love is at first an absorbing delight, blunting all other sensibilities; it is an expansion of the animal existence.

You may try — but you can never imagine what it is to have a man's force of genius in you, and yet to suffer the slavery of being a girl.

Life is like our game at whist ... I don't enjoy the game much, but I like to play my cards well, and see what will be the end of it.

Better spend an extra hundred or two on your son's education, than leave it him in your will.

We have no right to come forward and urge wider changes for good, until we have tried to alter the evils which lie under our own hands.

There is a mercy which is weakness, and even treason against the common good.