Heaven knows what I have not been through with, since I saw you-dust, dirt, dyspepsia, hotels, railroads, prairies, tobacco juice.
All the sugar was in the bottom of the cup.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord -
Much of the work of every life is done in the dark.
I have never known my husband to approve any act of mine which I myself valued.
Every life has its actual blanks, which the ideal must fill up, or which else remain bare & profitless forever.