Equality may be a right, but no power on earth can convert it into fact.

But does not happiness come from the soul within?

It is the mark of a great man that he puts to flight all ordinary calculations. He is at once sublime and touching, childlike and of the race of giants.

Handsome widows, after a twelve-month, enjoy a latitude and longitude without limit.

To get a traveling salesman drunk is the height of impossibility.

Woman has this in common with angels, that suffering beings belong especially to her.

The art of motherhood involves much silent, unobtrusive self-denial, an hourly devotion which finds no detail too minute.