... because I have fallen in love with so many pretty girls and never once the least bit with any man.

Better lose your life than your soul.

The fear of being an old maid made young girls rush into matrimony with a recklessness that astonishes.

Nothing remained but loneliness and grief.

I often think flowers are the angels' alphabet whereby they write on hills and fields mysterious and beautiful lessons for us to feel and learn.

Woman work a great many miracles.

Beth could not reason upon or explain the faith that gave her courage and patience to give up life, and cheerfully wait for death. Like a confiding child, she asked no questions, but left everything to God and nature, Father and Mother of us all, feeling sure that they, and they only, could teach and strengthen heart and spirit for this life and the life to come.