God forgive me if I do wrong in following with ardor the strongest instincts of my nature.

Boston is an oasis in the desert, a place where the larger proportion of people are loving, rational and happy.

When I behold the passion for ornamentation, and the corresponding power, I feel as if women had so far shown what they are bad for, rather than what they are good for.

It has been strange to me to return to life and to feel that I have any sympathy with human beings, after the long interval of quiet and indifference which succeeded my marriage.

How utterly are one's best thoughts invaded by this going out in society.

In Virgil's account of the good housewife, who rises early in order to measure out the work of the household, and in Solomon's description of the thrifty woman of his time, one sees the value set upon feminine industry and economy in times far removed from our own.

I never could be good when I was not happy.