He that will not give some portion of his ease, his blood, his wealth, for other's good, is a poor, frozen churl.
Joanna BaillieI believe this earth on which we stand is but the vestibule to glorious mansions through which a moving crowd forever press.
Joanna BaillieIt ever is the marked propensity of restless and aspiring minds to look into the stretch of dark futurity.
Joanna Baillie