...a capital patient, as she never died and never got well.
I am angry nearly every day of my life, but I have learned not to show it; and I still try to hope not to feel it, though it may take me another forty years to do it.
What do girls do who haven't any mothers to help them through their troubles?
The humblest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them.
strength and beauty must go hand in hand
To most the end comes as naturally and simply as sleep.