hither,hither, from thy home,airy sprite, i bid thee come! born of roses, fed on dew, charms and potions canst thow brew? bring me here, with elfin speed,the fragment philter witch i need; make it sweet and swift and stong, spirite amserw now my song hither i come, from my airy home, afar silver moon. take magic spell, and use it well. or its powers will vanish soon!

Dear me, if men and women would only trust, understand, and help one another as my children do, what a capital place the world would be!

Preserve your memories, keep them well, what you forget you can never retell.

I don't like favors; they oppress and make me fell like a slave. I'd rather do everything for myself, and be perfectly independent.

[She was] kept there in the sort of embrace a man gives to the dearest creature the world holds for him.

It is never too early to try and plant [good principles] in a child, and never too late to cultivate them in the most neglected person.

People cannot be molded like clay.