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.

Half a loaf is better than no bread.

it is always easier to see the beginning from the end, than the end from the beginning.

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

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

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.