Whatever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves... how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers.

May exalting and humanizing thoughts forever accompany me, making me confident without pride, and modest without servility.

Hair is the most delicate and lasting of our materials, and survives us, like love. It is so light, so gentle; so escaping from the idea of death, that, with a lock of hair belonging to a child or friend, we may almost look up to heaven and compare notes with the angelic nature,--may almost say, "I have a piece of thee here not unworthy of thy being now.

The more sensible a woman is, supposing her not to be masculine, the more attractive she is in her proportionate power to entertain.

Oh for a seat in some poetic nook, Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook!

Colors are the smiles of nature.

Whatever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves... how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers.