Woman is the Sunday of man: not his repose only, but his joy; the salt of his life.
He who would confine his thought to present time will not understand present reality.
Achieving a goal is nothing. The getting there is everything.
Our esteem is apt to be given where we know the least.
Improvement depends far less upon length of tasks and hours of application than is supposed. Children can take in but a little each day; they are like vases with a narrow neck; you may pour little or pour much, but much will not enter at a time.
The indifference of men, far more than their tyranny, is the torment of women.