It is a sad weakness in us, after all, that the thought of a man's death hallows him anew to us; as if life were not sacred too.

We want people to feel with us more than to act for us.

It is easy to say how we love new friends, and what we think of them, but words can never trace out all the fibers that knit us to the old.

And when a woman's will is as strong as the man's who wants to govern her, half her strength must be concealment.

Genius ... is necessarily intolerant of fetters.

I shall do everything it becomes me to do.

A proud woman who has learned to submit carries all her pride to the reinforcement of her submission, and looks down with severe superiority on all feminine assumption as unbecoming.