Not one man, in the million, shall I say? no, not in the hundred million, can rise above the belief that woman was made for man.

Spirits that have once been sincerely united and tended together a sacred flame, never become entirely stranger to one another's life.

For precocity some great price is always demanded sooner or later in life.

This is the method of genius, to ripen fruit for the crowd by those rays of whose heat they complain.

Not one man, in the million, shall I say? no, not in the hundred million, can rise above the belief that woman was made for man.

Reverence the highest, have patience with the lowest. Let this day's performance of the meanest duty be thy religion. Are the stars too distant, pick up the pebble that lies at thy feet, and from it learn the all.

With the intellect I always have always shall overcome, but that is not the half of the work. The life, the life Oh my God! shall the life never be sweet!