A good home owes it, as an expression of thankfulness for its own happiness, to try and make up something of the lack that is in other homes.

true courtesy ... is real kindness kindly expressed.

Bustle, Sophronia, is not industry, as you very well know; people flutter and bustle about like a hen raising ducks, and then complain that their work has killed them, when it was the fuss that was the killing cause.

We do not take much warning of our own mortality in seeing others die, nor of our own weakness in seeing others break down: we think we feel the springs of life stronger in us.

For national and social disasters, for moral and financial evils, the cure begins in the Household.

I hope the day will come when a wasp-waist and a pair of thin shoulders will not be esteemed beauty: we have had our ideas ruined by trash novels, praising 'fragile forms' and 'delicate beauty,' 'dainty waists,' 'snow-drop faces,' and a lot of other nonsense.

in a Home it must be order or ruin. Order is to the house as morality to the human being - a sheet-anchor.