For how imperiously, how coolly, in disregard of all one’s feelings, does the hard, cold, uninteresting course of daily realities move on! Still we must eat, and drink, and sleep, and wake again, - still bargain, buy, sell, ask and answer questions, - pursue, in short, a thousand shadows, though all interest in them be over; the cold, mechanical habit of living remaining, after all vital interest in it has fled.

the heaviest anguish often precedes a return tide of joy and courage.

I don't know as I am fit for anything and I have thought that I could wish to die young and let the remembrance of me and my faults perish in the grave rather than live, as I fear I do, a trouble to everyone.... Sometimes I could not sleep and have groaned and cried till midnight.

Women's Day Women are the real architects of society.

Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.

Just so sure as one puts on any old rag, and thinks nobody will come, company is sure to call.

Humankind above all is lazy.