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.

Now and then genius carries all before it, but not often. We have to climb slowly, with many slips and falls.

Money is the root of all evil, and yet it is such a useful root that we cannot get on without it any more than we can without potatoes.

To be strong, and beautiful, and go round making music all the time. Yes, she could do that, and with a very earnest prayer Polly asked for the strength of an upright soul, the beauty of a tender heart, the power to make her life a sweet and stirring song, helpful while it lasted, remembered when it died.

I believe that it is as much a right and duty for women to do something with their lives as for men and we are not going to be satisfied with such frivolous parts as you give us.

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

Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow.