O heart! love is thy bane and thy antidote.
You may impose silence upon me, but you can not prevent me from thinking.
Women love always: when earth slips from them, they take refuge in heaven.
nature has not changed. The night is still unsullied, the stars still twinkle, and the wild thyme smells as sweetly now as it did then ... We may be afflicted and unhappy, but no one can take from us the sweet delight which is nature's gift to those who love her and her poetry.
a woman, when she is heroic, is not heroic by halves.
I see upon their noble brows the seal of the Lord, for they were born kings of the earth far more truly than those who possess it only from having bought it.