Fame is a pearl many dive for and only a few bring up. Even when they do, it is not perfect, and they sigh for more, and lose better things in struggling for them.

Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as she expressed it, writing away at her novel with all her heart and soul, for till that was finished she could find no peace.

For with eyes made clear by many tears, and a heart softened by the tenderest sorrow, she recognized the beauty of her sister's life—uneventful, unambitious, yet full of the genuine virtues which 'smell sweet, and blossom in the dust', the self-forgetfulness that makes the humblest on earth remembered soonest in heaven, the true success which is possible to all.

I asked for bread, and I got a stone in the shape of a pedestal.

Happy is the son whose faith in his mother remains unchallenged.

She fell into the moody, miserable state of mind which often comes when strong wills have to yield to the inevitable.

Fame is a very good thing to have in the house, but cash is more convenient.