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!
Margaret FullerA man who means to think and write a great deal must, after six and twenty, learn to read with his fingers.
Margaret FullerThe mind is not, I know, a highway, but a temple, and its doors should not be carelessly left open.
Margaret Fuller