Admitting that it is the profession of our sex to teach, we perceive the mother to be first in point of precedence, in degree of power, in the faculty of teaching, and in the department allotted. For in point of precedence she is next to the Creator, in power over her pupil, limitless and without competitor.

Vigorous exercise will often fortify a feeble constitution.

There is a lore simple and sure, that asks no discipline of weary years--the language of the soul, told through the eye.

Something will be gathered from the tablets of the most faultless day for regrets.

A disposition to dwell on the bright side...is like gold to its possessor.

Mothers, whatever you wish your children to become, strive to exhibit in your own lives and conversation.

Pride is a fruitful source of uneasiness. It keeps the mind in disquiet. Humility is the antidote to this evil.