The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

We hear often of the distress of the negro servants, on the loss of a kind master; and with good reason, for no creature on God's earth is left more utterly unprotected and desolate than the slave in these circumstances.

One of the greatest reforms that could be, in these reforming days ... would be to have women architects. The mischief with the houses built to rent is that they are all male contrivances.

Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.

...the heart has no tears to give,--it drops only blood, bleeding itself away in silence.

Religion! Is what you hear at church religion? Is that which can bend and turn, and descend and ascend, to fit every crooked phase of selfish, worldly society, religion? Is that religion which is less scrupulous, less generous, less just, less considerate for man, than even my own ungodly, worldly, blinded nature? No! When I look for religion, I must look for something above me, and not something beneath.

Half the misery in the world comes of want of courage to speak and to hear the truth plainly and in a spirit of love.