... there is a lightness about the feminine mind--a touch and go--music, the fine arts, that kind of thing--they should study those up to a certain point, women should; but in a light way, you know.

In the schoolroom her quick mind had taken readily that strong starch of unexplained rules and disconnected facts which saves ignorance from any painful sense of limpness.

That is the bitterest of all,--to wear the yoke of our own wrong-doing.

We judge other according to results; how else?--not knowing the process by which results are arrived at.

There is no killing the suspicion that deceit has once begotten.

The dew-bead Gem of earth and sky begotten.

Failure after long perseverance is much grander than never to have a striving good enough to be called a failure.