Rich or poor, every child comes into the world with some imperative need of its own, which shapes its individuality.

Rich or poor, every child comes into the world with some imperative need of its own, which shapes its individuality.

We might all place ourselves in one of two ranks the women who do something, and the women who do nothing; the first being of course the only creditable place to occupy.

A man may make a misanthrope of himself, but he is never one by nature.

No one can feel more gratefully the charm of noble scenery, or the refreshment of escape into the unspoiled solitudes of nature, than the laborer at some close in-door employment.

To different minds, poetry may present different phases. To me, the reverent faith of the people I lived among, and their faithful everyday living, was poetry; blossoms and trees and blue shies were poetry. God himself was poetry.

The peach-bud glows, the wild bee hums, and wind-flowers wave in graceful gladness.