The mind is a phonograph which shall keep and echo the impressions of the past.

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.

Good manners are not bred in moments, but in years.

fully half of Household miseries arise from a lack of order.

Half a loaf is better than no bread.

What! nothing grand and noble to be admired, obeyed, copied? Ah, the lack is not without you, but within you!

Talent and generosity are needed to recognize talent and generosity in our companions; all is discord to an ear that has no idea of harmonies, but it needs a musical ear to delight in music.