Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations.

I went [to war] because I couldn't help it. I didn't want the glory or the pay; I wanted the right thing done.

Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents.

So she enjoyed herself heartily, and found, what isn't always the case, that her granted wish was all she had hoped.

I shall keep my book on the table here, and read a little every morning as soon as I wake, for I know it will do me good, and help me through the day.

...the love, respect, and confidence of my children was the sweetest reward I could receive for my efforts to be the woman I would have them copy.

Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.