A bachelor's children are always young: they're immortal children - always lisping, waddling, helpless, and with a chance of turning out good.

to my thinking, it is more pitiable to bore than to be bored.

The tread Of coming footsteps cheats the midnight watcher Who holds her heart and waits to hear them pause, And hears them never pause, but pass and die.

I think any hardship is better than pretending to do what one is paid for, and never really doing it.

After all, the true seeing is within.

I tell you there isn't a thing under the sun that needs to be done at all, but what a man can do better than a woman, unless it's bearing children, and they do that in a poor make-shift way; it had better ha been left to the men.

Go forward with joyful confidence.