I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!

Breed is stronger than pasture.

My books don't seem to belong to me after I have once written them; and I find myself delivering opinions about them as if I had nothing to do with them.

What people do who go into politics I can't think; it drives me almost mad to see mismanagement over only a few hundred acres.

There are glances of hatred that stab, and raise no cry of murder.

The sons of Judah have to choose that God may again choose them. The divine principle of our race is action, choice, resolved memory.

She hates everything that is not what she longs for.