...there's never a garden in all the parish but what there's endless waste in it for want o' somebody as could use everything up. It's what I think to myself sometimes, as there need nobody run short o' victuals if the land was made the most on, and there was never a morsel but what could find it's way to a mouth.

Until every good man is brave, we must expect to find many good women timid--too timid even to believe in the correctness of their own best promptings, when these would place them in a minority.

I think I dislike what I don't like more than I like what I like.

It is one thing to see your road, another to cut it.

Steady work turns genius to a loom.

Consequences are unpitying.

What courage and patience are wanted for every life that aims to produce anything!