There is so much to read and the days are so short! I get more hungry for knowledge every day, and less able to satisfy my hunger.

Little children are still the symbol of the eternal marriage between love and duty.

A woman dictates before marriage in order that she may have an appetite for submission afterwards.

Every year strips us of at least one vain expectation, and teaches us to reckon some solid good in its stead.

There is one order of beauty which seems made to turn heads. It is a beauty like that of kittens, or very small downy ducks making gentle rippling noises with their soft bills, or babies just beginning to toddle.

I think cheerfulness is a fortune in itself.

Perhaps his might be one of the natures where a wise estimate of consequences is fused in the fires of that passionate belief which determines the consequences it believes in.