I saw, in looking over Cooper, elements of a comet of 1825 which resemble what I get out for this, from my own observations, but I cannot rely upon my own.
Maria MitchellThe love of one's own sex is precious, for it is neither provoked by vanity nor retained by flattery; it is genuine and sincere.
Maria MitchellBut why look back at all? Why turn your eyes to your shadow, when, by looking upward, you see your rainbow in the same direction?
Maria Mitchell